Sea of Rend
Ten Thousand years have passed since the Eternal Empire of man fell in a moment of utter destruction, the Staff of Ilaar, the towering seat of their godlike power shattered in an instant, the Age after the Rend has not been kind in its birthing, the enclosed and massive tear left by the Staff's collapse a fully inclosed ocean of violent waves and stroms unto itself remains an impass. Trade between the three minor continents that make its borders have managed only tenuous trade at best, isolated with only tales of wonder of what lay in wait on the other two. Uvhaan, the Lands of wood and stone to the West; Uokann, the fertile stepped plains and misty-peaked lands in the East; and Hallani the land of the sun to the south. Each isolated, each hearing rumors of a light shining on the horizon of the Sea of Rend, of legends beginning once more to walk their world. Of marks of true power whispered enticing the unwary and bold alike... and of the shadows that grow longer since the first light ten years past.
Some speak of the End of an age that was marked first by death and chaos and wars few remember. An end or beginning, who will decide what fate these mysteries foretell...?
