Nestrillia

The world is young, an empire strives to pull the surrounding lands out of an age of darkness, while smaller city states trade salt, spices, and slaves across blood splattered dunes. To the far east, a hidden kingdom isolates itself from the outside world - trading sparingly with those who dare to cross the expanse of steppe and the hordes that call it home. Beneath the waves, an ancient race ignores the goings on above - trying to secure their own borders against an oncoming storm.   The world is still mostly unexplored and unknown, mysteries abound, and there are many things left to be discovered. The mysteries of magic are still largely unknown - and iron is beginning to give way to steel. The wilderness holds dangers, both mundane and magical, to those who venture into it unprepared.   The Gods of the North are young - cobbled together under a banner of imperial rule. The Gods of the South are old - ancient and real to those who live there. To the East, there are a thousand gods, and no Gods. But there is no truth that is known, as those few who return from death are not wont to speak of it.   A world of blood, magic, intrigue, and political turmoil... This is Nestrillia.