Excerpt from the World of the Wilderlands
Between the Ukulan Sea and the Blue Crystal Sea stands the Lost Land of Vanaraya. Warmed for long millennia by divine magic, and kept a virtual paradise by the will of the gods, centuries ago the Vanarayans sinned, and lost command over their lands. Dinosaurs, dragons, and other monstrous beasts were loosed by the vengeful gods against the people, and only a chosen penitent few were spared the gods wrath. These chosen few today sleep within the Great Glacier, frozen for an age until the sins of their brethren have been expiated with a hundred generations of suffering. The descendents of their cousins live today in primitive clans in the great tropical forest, still protected from the great cold by their nameless gods. There they are stalked by Cavemen, giant saurian beasts, giant insects, and creatures out of a time long forgotten. South of the Lost Land and north of the Great Escarpment is Dragon Bone Valley, a vast scar in the earth, said to be the last resting place of the Dragons of Rhadamanthia. To the east of the great valley are the Steppes of Sorrow, where many ruins of cities and villages may be found; these belonged to a very advanced civilization, with metal-shod towers and horseless carriages of arcane and eldritch make. The center of each major ruin is a tall stepped pyramid, atop which is a ring of unknown metal 100 feet across; most of these rings are shattered, some into mere shards, others only partially, but a few still stand, and a mere handful are said to still glow strange colors from time to time. The largest ruin stands not upon the escarpment, but further south, along the shores and under the waters of the Sea of the Frozen Dead, is a vast ruin that dwarfs those of the plains; here are many pyramids and scores of rings. The many demons, dragons, undead, and other foul creatures have kept this ruin hidden from the sight of men for countless centuries.