The Lost Times
A peninsula that is isolated from everywhere else. A chasm split a lush land, known as the Kingdom, from a harsh, nearly barren dessert, comprised of the Clans. To the north is a horrid, barren wasteland that drains all who enter it, and causes magic to go awry. All of the coastlines are jutting, jagged cliffs, and the chasm is filled with eternal mist, earning it the name, the endless mists. This has caused both lands to believe themselves all that exists in the world. After a miraculous event 23 years ago, these lands learned of each other, and both began working on a bridge ordered by the gods themselves.