From high above, Le'dan appears as a crown of brass, glass, and slate wrapped around the upper half of a solitary mountain. Airships drift from cliffside ports while steam vents feather the terraces with white vapor. Below, rolling hills fold into deep forests, crossed by silver rivers and old trade roads. The province thrives on invention and commerce, yet every flight, mine, and crowded street seems to tremble with a summons rising from below.