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As the oceans rose and flooded the land during the Shattering, part of the landmass drifted south. The sea currents pushed the land closer to the Tip of the World. As the water around the landmass froze, the drifting stopped.
Lost to the world as a whole, Otherland has become a frozen waste where the task of daily survival consumes almost all activity. None live here in comfort. They listen to the rumble of their empty stomachs and pray they do not end the day lining the stomach of another. The natives eke out a rough life. Those unfamiliar with the land are guaranteed to tread a difficult path.