World

Aerlyth lies in the northwestern quadrant of Adamah’s northern hemisphere, bordered by the Varythian Frostsea to the north and the Vistral Ocean to the south. To the east, the continent narrows toward the Nylara Mournsea, a flooded valley that now separates Aerlyth from Solehaquin. The western frontier fades into rugged coastlines, storm-torn cliffs, and deep continental shelves that plunge into the Vantressian Abyss.

A collection of three great continental landmasses and scattered island chains in the southern hemisphere — ancient Elven homeland, the world's most advanced city-state, a reborn ethereal nation, and contested colonial waters.

Mortals do not track time in months — they measure it in Intervals, each one echoing a note in the Great Song of Creation. Together, these Intervals weave a year.

The frozen northern hemisphere of Adamah — a vast expanse of glacial plains, indigo ice, and perpetual blizzards where the Dōngtiān Elves have carved a civilization out of pure survival.

The cradle of all mortal life — the largest and oldest continent on Adamah, where civilization was born, great empires rose and fell, and the scars of every war in history are still visible in the land.

Adamah orbits a brilliant white-gold star known as Halcyon, a sun revered in both scientific and spiritual traditions as the first "Light of the Ohros".

In the twilight of the Bronze Age, as iron reshaped the hands of mortals, so too did it reshape their hearts. Empires fell beneath sharper blades, and whole peoples were razed in the name of progress. The world of Adamah, still young in its dreaming, was drowned in fire and steel. Cities blackened. Rivers ran with blood. And yet, amid this forge of war, a story was kindled—a story that would outlive dynasties and even the Ohros themselves.

The Steamheart Preparatory School is Adamah's foremost institution for the combined study of arcane magic and applied technology. It is one of the few schools on the continent where students of any genotype — Dwôrven engineers, Elven enchanters, Gnomish tinkerers, Halfling alchemists, and beyond — study under the same roof, toward a shared philosophy: that magic and technology are not opposing disciplines, but two expressions of the same creative force.

Tetorlaious is not part of the three realms. It is the wound that appeared between them—a fourth existence that the other tried to seal away. Some say it is the creator of the Material Worlds, others claim it was born from the imbalance between them. Where it resides, even death forgets itself.