The world of Deia, broken from the death throws of the Primordials, and perfected by the Domvari, turns ever on in the light of its sun. From deep jungles in Jun'Ashar to the blistering cold of the far North, from hot deserts in Mëria and Südhland to the ancient forests of Wal'Ashar and Salvation, from high mountains to the wide open plains, the glory of creation shines bright. From the black land of Nix, the threat of change issues forth, twisting the land about it into desolation and ruin.