Miasmata

The region that is home to Sanctus. Temperate, going from the warm south to the frigid north. Freezing winds blow from the Boreal Sea, icing over those who dare to venture to the extent of the region. Regular rains are able to keep the landlocked city well provided for, and the constant overcast only adds to the gloom. The center of the lands, both literally and metaphorically, anybody who comes to the Gatelands begins their journey in Miasmata.

These lands were once peaceful, even through the wars of the Golden Age. Their serenity was untouched by mortal folly for centuries, and now they lay cursed and filled with those who can't leave.