The Highlands is a colossal landmass. Flanked by the salty embrace of the Sunset Sea in the southwest, it stretches north until it bites into the frozen jaws of the Everfrost Forest. The Jagged Reaches mountains to the North and South, are like fangs, tearing at the clouds on both sides, while the Endless Cliff, a narrow scar on the western face, offers only an impasse in the direction of the setting sun. Finally, the Grand Rise Mountains swell in the east and then descend into the Edge Basin.
Within this vast embrace, a tapestry of cultures unfolds. The Kaheeb, desert nomads, struggle under the yoke of the Edge Empire in the scorching Khuree Desert, their once-free homeland of Ullan-Khuree. In the verdant embrace of the Fertile Veil, the Diovani, people of the earth, tend their vineyards and whisper ancient tales under the boughs of ancient trees. The cobbled heart of Iskristy Lim, a lake-side barony, beats with the rhythm of trade and the murmur of restless adventures and mysteries. Scattered around the periphery, like sea shells clinging to a rugged shore, independent coastal towns hold tight to their freedom.
This land whispers of past battles and forgotten kingdoms. Time hangs heavy in the air, thick with the ghosts of caravans swallowed by the sands, lost cities carved into mountain spines, and forgotten paths hidden beneath the encroaching forest. Rumors paint the landscape with images of wind-wracked plains where nomads dance with sandstorms, frozen waterfalls trapped in eternal ice, and shadowy ravines where creatures of legend stalk unseen paths.