Author: Inara Pey

Following the lead of Susann DeCuir, I dropped into Xanadu, a quarter Full region held and designed by Xan Dark (Xan Darkheart) and presenting a (primarily, but not exclusively) Sino-Japanese fusion of ideas wrapped within an Adult-rated environment in which adult / sexual activities are allowed; as such, I’ll say up front that the setting may not appeal to everyone in terms of its function, but it is nevertheless visually engaging and photogenic – and during the time of my visit, it was quiet and friendly.

The landing point sits within a Zen garden located more-or-less in the middle of the setting and to which it might said – that in the manner of ancient Rome – all roads (or in this case, paths) lead; or at least depart, given it is the landing point. Watched over by a Zen master, the garden offers visitors a choice of routes to take.

To the north, the path crosses a zig-zagging walkway of modern design as it passes over an oval body of water served by waterfalls, to reach a coastal pavilion; south to where a stone bridge guarded by a Torii gate and a pair of Kirin crosses another body of water before the path climbs up to a temple in which Buddha listens to the prayers and chants of monks; west to pass a bamboo garden with it bed-enclosing tea house and onwards to where a Tibetan structure sits as a bathhouse come personal retreat.

Off to the east, the path skirts the waters crossed by the stone bridge to where a hollowed tree trunk provides the way up to another little house for adult pastimes, and then on to where a sauna hides amidst an enchanted wood before reaching ruins that would not look out of place in Medieval Europe.

And that’s just the start of things. There are in fact two pavilions looing out over the waters to the north and west of the region and the off-region mountains guarding the waters. Both provide a view across the turquoise waters to where a giant octopus ravages the wreck of a sailing ship. Or, if you turn to the right on crossing the zig-zag bridge, the trail will lead you to a wooden bridge as it reaches out to a boat-like island in the middle of the lake. Here, slung below the bough of a Sakura tree is a swing, with other places to sit and cuddle along the bank of the lake nearby. Whilst sitting at any of these, you might get a sense of being watched. If so, look up at the waterfalls that feed the lake here and you might find the reason 🙂  – and another place to have a little fun.

Then there is the lake between the landing point and the temple. Not only is it home to Koi carp and swans and herons and more, it is home to a floating deck reached by crossing a stone dragon bridge. And still this is only scratching the surface of all that might be found within Xanadu. There are dozen of little touches to be found, from the little playground for pandas to the more obvious table-top games – and I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of a ninja-like figure clearly up to nefarious mischief. There’s also the hidden theatre awaiting discovery and the hot tub deck, both of which add their own modern twists to  what might otherwise be a ageless setting.

Nor – outside of the Kirin – had I mentioned the fantasy touches apparent throughout. Fairies await visitors wander the paths, a goblin keeps watch, whilst a wall of giant basalt columns separate the setting from the neighbouring parcels like a rocky version of G.R.R. Martin’s Wall separating Westeros from the North. Not – I hasten to add, having recently been chastised for offering personal impressions in describing another region, that this setting in anyway contains anything to do with Martin’s mythology; it’s simply what comes to mind when exploring.

As might be gathered from all of the above, Xanadu packs a lot into a quarter region – and quite beautifully so; the flora is rich and verdant, the paths set out in such a way as to give the impression one is wandering a location far larger than its 14,368 sq metres. Thus, throughout all of it there is never a sense of being overcrowded, just of being in another land where inspiration come from many sources, those from Asia reaching beyond Japan and China, and the fantasy elements offering a nice twist.

Yes, sexual activities, D/s and BDSM do form part and parcel of the overall setting, so discretion is advised for those not into these particular activities as noted; but also as noted, I didn’t encounter anything off-putting during my visit and found a delight in the overall design and my explorations.

Kudos to Xan for such a richly diverse and detailed location, and my thanks to Susann for the pointer!

SLurl Details

• Xanadu (Angel Bay, rated Adult)

Tolla Crisp’s Frogmore expanded recently with the arrival of Goblins Knob, a Homestead region by Tolia and her frequent region design partner, Dandy Warhlol (terry Fotherington). I always enjoy trips to Tolia’s regions as the settings they present are so often inspired by physical world locations whilst taking their ideas in directions totally set aside from any real world location rather than merely reflecting it. In this, Goblin’s Knob immediately captured my interest just from the description Tolla has bestowed upon it:

Goblins Knob is inspired by 1666 Pudding Lane, London, before the great fire, with the added magic of Diagon Alley. Early dawn of quiet hush, fog descends with a gentle brush. Veiling the world in a silent shroud, nature’s whisper not too loud. The Spiderwick comes at the break of dawn, Bogarts and Goblins, and dark Pixie Yarns.

Goblin Knob’s Destination Guide description

Now, I’ll be honest, the Diagon Alley reference went right over my head – although Wilhelmina, my companion for the visit, immediately caught it. In my defence I will say that my ignorance is borne of the fact that I am probably one of the few people in the world never to have had the desire to read the Harry Potter books (despite loving fantasy in general) or watch the films. That said, the reference to  DiTerlizzi’s and Black’s series of books (and subsequent TV series and film) was all too clear; and that and the idea of mixing 17th century London with elements of steampunk very much whetted my appetite for the unusual and the eye-catching.

This is a place which should be visited using the looks environment settings (World Environment → Used Shared → Environment). It is also a region where PBR materials are much in evidence, including on the terrain (one of Alex Bader’s PBR materials sets looks to have been used – I’ve been using within my home island as well). I have no idea if texture and Blinn-Phong fallbacks are provided where the PBR has been used, but if you drop in on a non-PBR viewer and find expanses of grey or white or similar, this will likely be the reason why.  You’ll also want local sounds on whilst visiting as well.

Visits begin on the east side of the region, on a small wooden pier sitting just above the surface of the water. The fog is heavy and the night dark, but two great fingers of rock loom out of the water whilst the shadowy form of a tall building rises tower-like a short distance from the pier. The latter is illuminated by the tall form of a floodlamp tower topped by the gapping mouths of klaxon horns. This marks the first coming together of the strange mix of influences. With thick heavy cables clearly visible, the floodlamps would appear to be electrically powered, setting them a little at odds with the idea of 1600s London; another little twist comes in the form of two strange flying vehicles “moored” (inasmuch as they are serenely hovering above it) at the pier – although they do have the steampunkian element.

Further mystery is added by the long shafts of spears protruding from the water as if thrown in an attempt to ward off a sea creature of some kind. To one side of the pier, the high wall backing it gives way to a west-point channel cutting into the region, on the other, step rise up from the water’s edge to provide access to the cobbled street above ad it runs along the edge of the deep walled canal, a peculiar mix of lit buildings somewhat crammed together whilst separated by archways and cobbles alleyways.

Three primary bridges span the canal, with a slightly rickety looking boardwalk forming a fourth crossing, this above the short tunnel leading out to the waters by the landing point pier, providing access to a heap of buildings cut off from the rest of those to be found on the canal’s north side by another deep-walled channel. Steps on the far side of this boardwalk rise up to the flat rooftop where a cannon ominously points its snout up the line of the canal, rather than out to sea, as if awaiting something nasty to come down through the waters.  from further inside the town.

It is on the north side of the canal and along the cobbled street there that many of the more wizardly (or perhaps magical might be a better term) elements for the region might be found, both within shops (or a shop) and at the roadside vendors. Further to the west and across another bridge, this one spanning a channel feeding water into the main canal from a rocky waterfall, lay more hints (others being in the form of posters in doors and walls of buildings already passed, for those keen of eye) that the circus is in town. Indeed, a trip down a short alley arched with roses will bring you to where a path winds through the local woods to the rather forlorn circus itself.

Meanwhile, in the waters of the main canal just below where the circus wagons sit on the town’s street, a possible reason for the inward looking cannon might be found as it menaces a ship trying to make passage through the narrow waters. At its western end, the canal opens out into the sea once, high stone walls continuing to keep the streets high above the murky waters.  But where, on the south side, the wall marks the limit’s of the town’s extent save for piping of unknown use, to the north the town continues along what might have once have been a substantial wharf, but which is now the foundations for a ramshackle building looking almost like the grandfather of all motels and lit an eerie green.

Nor is the canal merely a source of navigation for watercraft; overhead, a procession of balloons and dirigibles appear to be following to whole-knows where. Among these, but not a part of their number, given it is firmly anchored to the ground, is a balloon from which a zipline ride might be taken at a very sedate pace.

Most – but not all – of the building here are façades, and I admit, outside of the higgley-piggledy cramming of the buildings, I’m unclear as to the reference to the London of 1666 and the Great Fire. However, none of this detracts from a setting that is very heavy in atmosphere and rich in detail, particularly when it comes to the steampunk elements. Even the otherwise incongruous elements such as flood lamps and 20th century English telephone boxes just work, and I particularly liked the tavern’s wall of framed pictures and the little jokes nested within the images.

Very different from other Frogmore venues, but engaging and photogenic, Goblins Knob is a fascinating curio of a region.

SLurl Details

• Goblin’s Knob (Dulcis, rated General)