Nestled in a forest clearing on the eastern side of Mythos sits a land without equal. While easily accessible to those who call the island nation home, a tenuous rift in the land’s magic also opens Mythos to those from the outside. It’s here among the long verdant grasses, nestled in private within the depths of the forest, that residents of other worlds may find themselves a time or two. Those who call Mythos home and venture to the Inbetween may start to feel strange within its invisible walls: more powerful, perhaps, or changed in appearance.

Northern Mythos and the region of Pont Ciel are home to the Guardian of Conduct. Though this Guardian’s holy site, Limsa, rests on the beautiful cliffside of the northeastern coast, Pont Ciel’s most unique landscape is contained within the frozen, untamed wilds of Nyamene Isle.

The calm rivers and plains of the Heartlands’ rest in between these two topographical extremes, though those blessed with wings may find it easier to take flight over the northern channel, perhaps stopping along their way to explore one of the unnamed twin isles that rest silently in the dark sea, than attempt the ice bridge that connects Nyamene Isle to the mainland.

Nestled in the heart of Mythos rests its largest, and most preternatural, region. Perhaps the most welcoming of the four regions, Emerraine is well known for its calm meadows and lakes. Though most susceptible to the ever-changing annual climate, there is a special kind of magic that seems to hum in the very fabric of Emerraine’s existence.

While the valley and lake are nothing to scoff at, it’s the mystery of the Inbetween and the dilapidated ruins that rest in the center of Queensthrone city that draw the most attention to this region.

The region of Cerania runs the length of the Mythosene western coast, and it’s here that the Guardian of Strife can most often be found.

Home to some of the harshest topography that can be found throughout the whole of the continent, Cerania is certainly not for everyone. Riddled with variety from the frozen forest of Dewsdour, the sticky marshlands of Lona’s Hollow, to the volatile volcano of Mournstead, this western region promises no lack of trial or tribulation.

The region of Medina finds its home in the Mythosene south. As the only region in its entirety that does not conform to the seasonal climate of the rest of the continent, Medina can always be counted on to be sweltering. The arid desert of Dolumar that houses the Guardian of Accord is vast, with dunes that lead straight to the ocean.

Off the eastern coast of this region, floating islands can be spotted along the horizon. Resting stably from 50 feet to 1,000 feet in the air, this preternatural archipelago sports a variety of waterfalls that plunge into the deep sea from way up high. Medina is also host to a tropical beach with white sands and palm trees, as well as a dense and humid jungle with quite the reputation for swallowing Mythosenes whole.

Need to make a purchase? You're not particularly sure if you need to... not with how The Peddler's eyeless sockets are unnerving to look at, and it comes into mind that you ought to, perhaps, walk quickly in the opposite direction. He spies the obols in your possession, though, and... well, he can't help but croak out a compelling deal.

Perhaps you should pay him a quick visit.

Though the Ta’setians who fought against Laela and the Dracolisks drove their forces north to join with Isdel and spared their lands immediate destruction, it was a hopeless fight. Eventually, Laela’s forces razed the entirety of the south, leaving arid wastes and crumbling adobe in their wake. To the north of the coastal City of Ta’seti rests the Valley of Kings, a giant canyon once known as the neutral meeting ground for all Edanian kingdoms. And to its west, the unforgiving gulch of the Dragon Pit, where skeletons of ancient creatures still lie in the sands.

Hidden away in the eastern forests of Edana lie the ruins of Teloria and the near-whimsical Faeforest to its southeast. This Kingdom had once been thought to be protected by the icy mountains to its north, the might of Isdel to its west, and the tumult of the ocean to its south and east. But Laela and the Dracolisks stopped for nothing and no one, until the whole of Edana knew only death.

Much devastation lies within the northern Kingdom of Isdel. Its scarred, broken lands tell the story of Laela’s invasion from the Outlands. It was the stronghold of Isdel that fell first to the creatures of the barren waste; now, old rubble remains where once its tall spires reached to the sky. In the Silent Stones to the south of the now-vacuous city, tightly-knit trees and the mire they hide whisper of specters who have yet to find peace in the afterlife.