This great tree once stood at the center of the cosmos, its infinite branches supporting all the realms. Now all that remains is a charred stump of ashen wood, but with time it has slowly begun to grow from the ashes.
The realm of humanity, once at the center of the World Tree, now a scarred reflection of what it once was. Though the realm was overwhelmed by disaster, civilization has begun to recover with time, reaching for some semblance of what we once had.
The great realm of Ithavoll, it stands not just as a home for the remaining gods, but as a memorial; a reminder of what was lost, and what we still have left.
The realm of the Jötun, a land of towering mountains capped in snow, frigid tundras, deep rivers, and sprawling forests. These lands are dotted with titanic monuments, henges, and castles bigger than any mountain on Midgard.
The shinning, verdant home of the Elves. Even after the Great Cataclysm, Alfheim is still brimming with magic, and its floating cities are the soaring jewels of the realm.
The original home of the Vanir tribe of gods. The realm of Vanaheim is home to a great many wonders, and even those without a connection to divine magic can feel the power emanating from this place.
Once, the realm was a haven of invention and ingenuity that sprawled within these caverns. Now, though their technology still advances, the people have become bitter and greedy, they turn on each other at the slightest hint of profit.
The hostile realm of fire and choking ash, once home to the Fire Jötnar and demons of flame. Seas of molten lava cover the land, massive ash clouds blow across the realm, and only jagged islands of black rock break the boiling surface.
The freezing realm of ice and mist, and the birthplace of the Frost Jötnar. The cold is so penetrating that no normal garb can protect you, and the mists hang so thick that no one truly knows what could be lurking just ahead.
The last of the afterlives still remaining. Helheim's cold, dreary lands embrace all souls, and welcome them to their final resting place.
"An ancient well of infinite wisdom, that feeds Yggdrasil's deepest root. Mimir watches over the well, and the Norns use its power to divine what was, was is, and what will be." -an excerpt from Fate and Wisdom
