Ethil

Ethil, a grand kingdom built on false promises and lies. Do not mistake the cleanliness for purity, its beauty is just as deceiving as the goddess they worship. It was from within these walls did the Order of Elthys was born, sinking its twisted religious beliefs into to hearts of neighboring kingdoms. Its power far too great for one kingdom alone to wage war and win against. The gold ladened into the architecture a symbols of their power and heavy devotion to Elthys. Within these walls, only humans live in peace. No magic folk nor creature dare go near, as the risk of capture and captivity, or even death, is far too high.

Uneonia

Uneonia, though they may be the second most powerful kingdom within Vesperoth—their cowardice cost the list of thousands of magic folk within their walls before the Abolishment decree was passed by the Order of Elthys. Their ports vast, a land of merchants and tradecrafts that range from fishers to woodcrafting. Its city bustles and flows with life. Raised land floats around, casting down waterfalls from the segmented land. Nature prevails here, said to be the birthplace of the lesser god of fauna.

Igocia

Igocia, the neighbor of Ethil. Tension between the two kingdoms are always a thread away from snapping into war—the only reason Ethil has not provoked such a conflict is due to Igocias bustling trades. Known for their craftsmanship when it comes to vessels meant to sail the seas. Rain pours without stop, and despite that the people work day and night, earning them a reputation of being unpleasant or restless people due to lack of sleep.
That rain was thought to be a curse placed upon the land by the goddess Nytrix—who wept and wept at the injustice Igocia too enacted upon those who are not human. Her tears forever staining the kingdoms stone laden streets and wooden ports.

Vitalis

Vitalis, the smallest of the kingdoms—but do not mistake that for weakness. Here was where the first rebellion against the Order started, within the lush overgrown vines that cover these walls the whispers to the other gods are spoken in secret. Fear of destruction by Ethil and Uneonia keeps them from the freedom of expression everyone deserves… and yet they still fight. Raid sirens blare in the night when the Ethilian navel ships are seen approaching the shores, to warn its non-humans to hide and take refuge.
The lands its sat upon are believed to be blessed by a lesser god, who seeded the ground in lavender and irises after the loss of their mortal lover.

Kitka

Kitka—A land that is shrouded by storms graced by the lesser goddess of the sea Ura for protection. Diverse and colorful land which is favored and protected by the benevolent god of Death Phoemis, and the lesser goddess of magic Hela. The storms of Ura and the magic barrier of the gods keep the beauty of magic and diversity of non-humans and fleeing rebel humans alive. A land thought to be named by the mythical pirate who started the first revolt. History is rich and the magic that flows is powerful beyond belief.
The culture within is shared between all species no matter their lineage. Harpies learn to weave from the Arachne, Werewolves protecting its denizens alongside Giants, Satyrs playing their instruments as the Fae sing while the masses dance. Beauty can be found everywhere in Kitka, and in the neighboring lands beyond it that have not been touched by Elyths and her cult.