Jånthis

Jånthis is a large continent, populated by many races, creatures, and peoples. It's geography is unusual, with vast mountain's thrown up, surrounding lush valleys. Deserts found alongside tropical jungles. Bitterly frozen arctic tundra, nestled up against temperate marsh lands.   This bizzare topograpy, coupled with it's strangely clustered demographics, is an artefact of Jånthis' creation. A time when the gods walked the world, bending reality to their whims, and conjuring the mortal races into existance. For some deities, this was a careful experiment of cultivation; for others, a cruel game with short lived pawns as their playing pieces.   Eventually the gods grew bored with their creations, with fighting one another on the material plane, and withdrew to the planes. Leaving the mortal races to prosper of fall on their own. Their former presence, subsequent departure, and casual disregard for the people they made drifted into myth and legend.   The gods occasionally engaged with their children, answering prayers, fueling magics, or sending visions. Life has continued this way for thousands of years, for generations. Recently, however, some have found their connection to the divine severed, as if cut off at the source. Spells are failing, prayers going unanswered, cults are rising in the seats of power and once great institutions, rotting them from within. Against this backdrop, our heroines, rise from the embers...