Shardfell

A large plain, littered with large chunks of a broken temple. These chucks aren't peaking up from the ground, nor remnants of a building that once stood here but the slight craters around the chunks simply they fell from the sky. A city has now been built upon and around these chunks of engraved stone, providing bards with ample stories to tell from their markings. A city of festivities, laughter song and most importantly, tradition.
From these ancient stones, pretty much everyone here has an innate affinity to magic and use cantrips for daily tasks.