Hoarstynfald

Welcome to Hoarstynfald (Hoarst-in-falld) This vibrant world was once a desolate rock rampaged with relentless magic. Upon the arrival of a small pantheon of Gods, the magic was restrained and wrought in ley-lines. Thus material formed upon the surface of the magic and life was born.   The regions of high civilization are split by the roils. Stretched across wide swaths of open ocean, isolated, alone, independent.