You live on a large land mass commonly believed to be surrounded by water. Circling this land mass at a distance of 50 to 100 km is a dense wall of fog. Many inlanders don't really believe that the fog exists. It's only a figment of the lazy fishermen's minds. The coastal communities all believe in the fog. It is there, it is real, you cannot cross it.
No one knows what lies on the otherside of the fog. There have been attempts to cross the fog. All have failed. Navigation devices don't work there, and the sun never shines through it. The fishermen refuse to enter the fog. They either get lost or confused in it. Besides the fishing near there is rotten. Anything you catch usualy is small and tastes bad. The Storm Bull temple has assured everyone that the fog is not chaotic.
Throughout the years, an occasional ship has emerged from the fog. But the ship designs are unrecognisable and the occupants are almost always dead. The few individuals that have survived are usually quite mad, and are usually destroyed by the fishermen before they are brought ashore. So the learned people on the island do believe that there are other civilizatons beyond the fog. The less informed use stories of such people to frighten their children.
The island is approximately 600 km w/e and 400 km n/s. But few of you have ever seen much of it. The lower portion is predominately plains with scattered hills and forests. The climate of the southern half is temperate. The northern half is divided between the forbidden mountains to the west and the high plains and blast mountains to the east. Few if any of you have ever been into the northern half of the island. The forbidden mountains are just that. Not by law, but by common sense. For as long as anyone can remember no one has ever ventured into the forbidden mountains and returned. The creatures that wander out of the forbidden mountains are usually chaos tainted and rapidly destroyed. The Storm Bull's maintain that the mountains themselves are chaotic.
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