Once, there was nothing. Munstania, the planet, so alone for so long, tired of this nothing. These mountains, trees, lakes, islands & skies, all existent for nothing than the nature itself. Such a boring life Munstania lives. And so, Munstania fixed it.

First Munstania created a Messenger; a being made entirely of the Earth who would speak to Munstania, and deliver messages in Munstania's stead. Of dirt, rocks, crystals, & gems did the Messenger rise, with a single message to gather with their siblings and pass on Munstania's request to the Creators now roaming.

Next Munstania created a Mistress; a being made entirely of Nature who could feel Munstania's emotions, who could heal Munstania in times of need and assure Munstania's wellbeing. Of grass, moss, vines, bark, & flowers did the Mistress rise, instructed to make the world blossom.

Thirdly Munstania created a Majesty; a being made entirely of Water who could control the power of the Moon, ensuring it rose & fell in a natural order. Of water, seaweed, & coral did the Majesty rise, with the gentle suggestion to do something unimaginable with her vast seas.

Near-lastly Munstania created a Molten; a being made entirely of Lava who could control the power of the Sun, ensuring it rose & fell in a natural order. Of lava, rocks, fire, & a volcano did the Molten rise, with the fiery suggestion to spread endless joy to his future people.

And lastly, Munstania created a Mother with what little power was left; a being made up of the Sky up above, asked to watch the world below and make sure it stayed safe. But with so little power and so high above, they never recieved the message of Munstania to meet up with the others, and jealousy would soon fester within their very heart.

The world of Munstania forever grows, forever aches, forever in silent forgotten war. To tell the whole tale would be a feat unspeakable, in part due to how lost and muddled it has become with the disappearance of the people's beloved Creators. But everyone is raised to know the basics.. and perhaps, one day, it shall all come to light at last.

A surprisingly unlikely duo, many a folk have ran into these two as they journey to the very edges of Munstania. The young prince of the Mountain Draconians, Agon, is fated to die by a curse long-forgotten, effectively living on a time limit. By chance, the faerie with a bounty on her head, Viccy, gained the trust of his parents, who begged her to take him upon a journey to show him the joys of the world before his predestined end.

Gruesome though it is, she took the job in stride, quickly becoming protective of the pessimistic lad. Now, he creates what will one day be the most important journal of the world in history, hoping to find meaning in his short life alongside his new friend, Viccy.

Bolozsella, often mispronounced as Bolozshella, is a rather popular stop for travelers, primarily due it's claim to fame of being the camp the first of The Mistress's creations created. It stands strong to this day; a tight-knit community, not too overcrowded, with plenty of shops that keep the village running, and an Inn for travelers to live in.

Everybody knows everyone, always remember faces, and have many a connection to other places. Take caution what you do here; it's guaranteed to follow you from this village to the next.

At the heart of The Mistress's territory lies a deadly forest to those unaware, prepared to strike at your weakness the second you falter. Willinwillow is infamous for a grand number of reasons, one for it's maze-like interior and ability to kill, one for it's name. The age-long debate about whether it's "Woods" or "Wilds" will likely never see an end for as long as the trees sway.

Travelers are expected to hire a Willinwillow Guide to keep them safe along the trek, and they'll always tell their customers to not stray a single step; if you do, the consequences are yours to coddle, not theirs. The main reason to hire one would be to travel to one of the.. less-than-savory stores littered here and there. Only the bravest of the brave go to Willinwillow, and only the strongest survive there.

Should you ever be lost or in danger, you're told to accept the help of a strange, watery "person or creature" that'll appear in a flash. Villagers of Bolozsella refuse to explain further.. and pray you make the right choice should the time ever come.