Colours of the Known Realms
Every colour we pour belongs to one of the Known Realms. Find the colour that speaks to you, then follow it home to every shape poured in it. Swatches marked with the gold claw are Wyrm's Own originals.
Emberfall Dominion
Volcanic ridges split into black-glass valleys, and the ground holds its heat long after dark. Colours from here run hot.
BloodmoonDeep red rising to a pale tip 
MagmaPearly crimson cooling into ash grey 
BlazeFire red through black 
EmberCopper fire over black
The Ironmane Plains
Open stone and grass from one horizon to the other, under weather that arrives without asking. A titan still lies on the horizon.
Enter The Ironmane Plains →
The Lightless Trench
Three hundred fathoms down, where colour stops meaning anything. What lives here learned the world by touch.
Enter The Lightless Trench →
Blackmire Basin
The basin does not drain. Green water sits until it forgets it was ever moving, and something under it waits.
Enter Blackmire Basin →
The Pale Expanse
White to the horizon, and beautiful the way dangerous things sometimes are. Cold strips everything back to line and edge.
Enter The Pale Expanse →
The Riftscar
Something tore here and never closed. The violet light is not weather. What came through does not belong to any other realm.
Enter The Riftscar →
The Screaming Marches
You hear the Marches long before you see them. Red rock, broken ground, and a red that is not entirely mineral.
Enter The Screaming Marches →
The Veiled Interior
Nothing has ever been poured from the Interior. The map leaves it blank, and so do we.
