
The Lands That Make Us: A DND Podcast
TLTMU is a DND 5e Podcast focused on collaborative worldbuilding through real-play in a sandbox campaign set on a continent with four countries handcrafted by one of each of the four players.
The Lands That Make Us: A DND Podcast
Episode Zero: Mid'eia & Hỗn hợp
The Lands That Make Us is a DND 5e Sandbox campaign set in countries designed by the players. In this episode zero, DM Rob meets with the players, Bec and Parker, to discuss their created country and the character they will be playing in the campaign.
In this episode, you will be introduced to Mid'eia: a high-elven monoculture ruled by propaganda, and Hỗn hợp: a Confederation of Kingdoms rebuilding from a Unification War three generations past.
This episode is lore heavy and is focused on world building. If you prefer to start in the action, we recommend starting with Episode 1.
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A journal entry from Ser Sherrilyn Astalder on the way to the Peacemeet:
The Hierophant’s procession departed Mid’eia over two weeks prior. He made a big show of it, since this was the civilians first time getting to see our new Oracle. I don’t know her as well as I should, I’ll admit. Oracle Sabina is… so young. I doubt she has any ideas as to where she is about to be paraded or why. The people probably can’t tell through the shroud of her garbs and her palanquin, but I and the other members of the Order travelling alongside her, know that she is completely blindfolded. She will stay like that until we reach our destination. What is it like to be so utterly deprived of all things sensational, I wonder?
The people laid flowers and scattered seeds across the street on our exit. Chiffon ropes holding them away from our procession. Useless things. Meaningless decoration. It only took a couple of days to reach Kenith’Lyair and from there it took several more to hitch the palanquin onto rope lines and carefully lower it below into the waiting ship. This will be the first crewed by the people of our country since the last Peacemeet, fifty years ago. The longest leg of our journey was taking the ship on route around the peninsula to pass the woodland. The only route which would truly keep hidden the secrets of our famously lethal and clandestine border to our neighbors. The Hierophant has been watching me carefully. Indeed, watching all of us carefully. Scrutinizing every member of our Order; every one of my men. Believing he is so… magnanimous in his criticisms. His loquacious manner belies his ambition to keep Mid’eia the picturesque country of platitude.
Well, we shall see about that. While I might not be able to trust my own thoughts to my comrades, at least I have Harqen. My noble steed. He shall never betray my confidence, surely.
- Sherrilyn
A Letter from Francis to Maria, the eldest Princess of Hỗn hợp:
Dear Maria,
I hope this letter finds you well. The journey to the Peacemeet has been interesting to say the least. The trek up the river and through the jungle has proven more challenging even for the most experienced guide that we could find. This task that has been put upon me is a great honor and privilege, but how it fell upon me is something I will have to ask you later. For now, I will honor the family's legacy and put our confederation's best face on. I only hope the governors share our desire in making us more appealable to the outside world. For now, I write as best as I can and speak as I can. Take care and I hope mother is doing well.
Your favorite cousin, Francis.