Ustos

With thousands of years to grow and develop, Ustos is an old planet, worn thin in places no mortal should see. Civilizations and empires have risen and fallen, new empires cropping up from the ashes of the old and great atrocities marring the surface. Still, Magic thrums through its veins and through almost all creatures inhabiting it.   Some say that the world arose through the great fires at the beginning of time, the gods forming it from great chunks of slag and breathing life into it.   Some say the god V'R made it from a sphere of ice, cracks and steam appearing where their fiery hands touched.   Others claim the god of death dug it out from the Swamplands and formed it from the peat as they wished.   No matter which you believe, there are several truths within them. The world is old, and extraordinary, and there is always a place in history for even the most lowly street orphan.   You just have to find it first.