The land of the living. That is the simplest explanation of the Midworld. It is everything that lies between. It is the body of the cosmos, its flexing muscles and hardened skeleton, its callused skin and aged exterior… If the Otherworld and Underworld are two sides to one ancient coin, the Midworld would be the metal binding each side to the whole.

It is a plane of infinite life, endless worlds brimming with the wonders of the cosmos. Snowy, jagged mountain passes, ceaselessly vast oceans, forests of unimaginable magnitude and fascination, and frozen wastelands that rival even the harshness of the Underworlds Infinite Plains. All of this is simply what can be witnessed throughout the uncountable number of celestial bodies scattering the Midworld. But there is one world that remains a focal point, a single world acting as a nexus between all three realms stacked on top of one another. A pathway between them. A gateway. Soror-Terra.

With the Kingdom of Roimh at its centre, Soror-Terra is home to innumerable tales of magic and intrigue. Some hidden in the dark, and others buried deeper than even gods can see. But those lain bare beneath the light… those open to the Voids wandering gaze… they are where we shall start.