Concept art #4: The Pillars of Heaven

Written by Sándor Moldán, Creative Lead.

Concept Art Of The Week for Week 4 depicts the towering mountain city of the Lánaraï – the twin peaks of The Pillars Of Heaven.

The Pillars Of Heaven

Art Director: Sándor Moldán

Concept artist: Eren Arik

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The tall mountain range of The Silver Spine winds through the vast land of Khaïrnóth, dividing north from south and providing a natural barrier from the rampaging and bellicose Kheïtanni. It ends in the south-west tip of the continent, where the tumultuous ocean crashes against towering peaks.

It is here, amidst the cloud-grazing peaks that the Lánaraï have made their home. A natural fortress, the mighty temple-city of Jehanaïkharóth (lit. "The Holy City") is perched upon the two imposing peaks known as The Pillars of Heaven. In times now long past, the dominion of the Lánaraï spread further afield, with watchtowers running the length of The Silver Spine and outposts as far north as Duskwood Vale. The long years of a war of attrition have made such expansive holdings an unwarranted luxury and over time, their forces have pulled back to Jehanaïkharóth. It is here where they closed their doors to the rest of the world, turning their back upon their creations – both their Rhïan children and their bastard cousins, the Vaïar.

In the tallest towers of this great city, the most powerful of the Lánaraï now work tirelessly, weaving complex spells and reconstructing ancient and arcane technologies in the vain hope that they will regain enough of their former knowledge to leave the backwater planet of Vaëtar VII behind forever.

When designing The Pillars of Heaven, we wanted to truly display the self-absorbed grandeur and limitless vanity of the Lánaraï. The looming angelic statues that dominate the city skyline are gargantuan in size and impossible in scope, but nothing is beyond these, the children of the stars. The dual peaks and near sheer slope also helped to reinforce a race granted the power and luxury of flight. There are no heights, nor reaches that are beyond their grasp. For they glare in longing at even the cold and distant stars. To them, the vast gulfs of space are but a temporary hindrance and a challenge to be overcome.

They know that one day the stars will be theirs once more.

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