In ancient times the land now known as the Wildlands was a beautiful but uncivilised realm of the fey. It was a very sylvan land with wild woodlands and meandering streams and brooks. The fey lived naturally side by side with the land, not building too many structures. Those that they did build were one with nature, blending in with it rather than fighting or competing with it. Their magic was both natural and powerful.

About three thousand years ago humans arrived on the western shores of this land. These savage and brutal people immediately fought the fey for territory. The fey, a mostly peaceful race, were pushed back by these savages and forced to flee the lands. Some fled to the shores and set sail to safer places. Others fled east into the dark boughs of the forest, where those humans who followed were rarely ever seen again.

Now the Wildlands are an ungoverned area of true wilderness. Terrible creatures lair in deep holes in the grounds and no humans have ever managed to form a cohesive civilization here.

This land has a long coast line, with approximately half of its borders being sea. For the most part it is a land of rolling fertile plains. Much of the indiginous wildlife is more monstrous than animal in nature.