The Eight Lands make up the entirety of Pronathea. They are the land from which the men and women of the world rise and conquer.
The Seven of Eight Children's Rhyme
Seven came to form their home:
The first found peace in halls of stone.
The second grew tall amongst the trees.
The third makes things with greatest ease.
The fourth draw magic to form their flame.
The fifth from darkness, a father in shame.
The sixth are stout and still a threat.
The seventh are last but hard to forget.