Ashkhar is a fledgling world where the state of civilization remains precarious due to the existence of fierce tribes and factions that encroach on the wellbeing of the innocent and the unprotected. To the east of Arevmutk’ lies the continent of Arevelk’, to its north; Harav and to its south; Hyusis. Arevmutk’ is characterised by its diverse landscape and varying climate. 

In the southern region of Mût lies the seemingly endless dark shrouded Vtangavor forest of broad oak and tall pine where few wander for the legends of small folk from scattered neighboring farmstead and hamlets tell of the Tarber, strange uncanny creatures that inhabit the undergrowth. Few accounts of the Tarber exist for most who venture out from the protection of their homes and enter the mysterious untamed wilderness are never seen again. Yet people continue to enter the Vtangavor forest for it is known to beguile those who seek power. Legend holds that the Tarber were once men and women now mutated beyond recognition, cursed by the forest that they call home. The few who return from the depths of Vtangavor develop remarkable abilities manifested in strange mutations.

In the western region of Arevmutk’ called Mogût, vast expanses of pristine grass plains grow unhindered except by the beaches which border the Ovkianos Sea. Many farmsteads and towns flourish in this area and the people grow fat from the comfort and calm which is prevalent in Mogût. However, many centuries ago, at a time when magic dominated the world and Mogût was yet unsettled by common folk, The Necromancer Zoravor roamed these lands accompanied by his mighty pack of mongrel dogs. It is said that Zoravor first came to Mogût in search of solitude, for he was much disgruntled with society and desired peace above all else. Upon discovering the unsettled land he proceeded to established his dominion over it. However, he soon grew unhappy for he was lonely and longed for friendship. It is told in tales that not long after, completely by chance, Zoravor came across an abandoned litter of seven pups. He nurtured and cared for each one, granting them human intelligence and extraordinary power. From then on they were his constant companions and confidants. The pups quickly matured, each one possessing boundless strength and size equal to that of a horse. The skin beneath their fur, hard like the scales of a dragon, could not be penetrated even by a broadsword. Their claws sharp like steel and as tough as titanium could slice bone like butter. Yet they were gentle creatures unless provoked, and completely devoted to their master. In today’s mythology they are referred to as the Arraszur. Neither Zoravor or the Arraszur have been seen since the start of the Edithearan empire yet they have left behind a legacy. For countless wild mutts prowl the western territories of Mogût in large packs lead by enormous alpha dogs, presumably descendants of the Arraszur.

The eastern region of Arevmutk’, where the summers are scalding hot and dry and the winters are bitter cold, is called Ardzan predominantly occupied by the Khelats’i. The Khelats’i are a discrete people, who formed the city-state of Khel years ago before the birth of the Edithearan Empire. To this day little is known of the Khelats’i who scrupulously restrict information regarding their culture and their activities. Their immediate neighbors to the west, the citizens of Arevmutk’ and across oceans, the surrounding kingdoms of Arevelk’, Harav and Hyusis rarely engage with the Khelats’i except sparingly in trade and diplomacy. The few emissaries and merchants who are let past the monolithic wall of Khel, which encircles the Kingdom from its northern coast to its southern coast, are only allowed highly censored experiences within the city state by the governing body. Nevertheless, stories of the Khelats’i do exist. It is largely accepted

that the Khelats’i are a technologically advanced society. Accordingly, the life expectancy of the Khelats’i far exceeds that of the common Ashkharian by many years, though the population never exceeds the state capacity due to a highly regulated rate of reproduction. Weapons manufactured by the Khelats’i are far superior to any other and highly coveted by all outsiders. Many of the emperors and lords of the Edithearan Empire possessed priceless custom made weapons forged by the Khelats’i. The Khelats’i have the means to dominate all of Ashkhar though it seems they are content to simply remain within the confines of their walls, ignorant of all outside events good or bad.

In Northern Arevmutk’ is the wintry region of Metz where vast mountains as wide as they are tall sprout across the land. At the base of these towering structures of jagged rock reside fierce tribes, amongst them the despicable Davachan Takank. They were a barbaric brood, a band of rapists and pillagers with no women of their own except the ones they took captive from conquered enemies. With little culture and an immense propensity for war. Since the frigid region, characterised by its rugged terrain, yields little in terms of crops, the people of these lands select swords and spears over scythes; pitchforks, plows and rakes are relinquished for other tools of a more nefarious nature. In the early years of the Edithearan Empire the Davachan Takank had few aspirations and were simply content to live as marauders. They plundered and sacked vulnerable nearby settlements to the south in search of wealth and glory praying on the weak and domesticated who were not trained in the art of combat. However, in the 11th century as their numbers grew the raids became more frequent. Whole communities were destroyed and fewer folk chose to inhabit the northern lands close to Metz. Men, women and their families chose to migrate south in search of salvation from the ruthless Davachan Takank at whose hands they had suffered enough. However, they could not escape the Davachan Takank who were in search of sustenance, the kind that only civilization could provide for such savage stock. Towards the end of the 11th century the Davachan Takank, a once undisciplined band of looters and miscreants, had become a powerful organized army lead by Vishap - Meratz, a fierce Warlord whose name was on the tongues of all within the Edithiaran realm.

In central Arevmutk’ is the region of Edithiar with its countless chasms and canyons, and its sweeping hills and hidden unspoiled valleys lush with vegetation and beauty. This is where Arraj, the founder of the Edithiaran Empire, first settled.