The Windward Marches are a vast, undulating expanse of sea-green grass and fertile soil on the edge of the known world. Magic infuses the very air, manifesting in floating stones and shimmering mirages that lead travelers astray. Disparate groups of pioneers struggle to establish a foothold amidst the remnants of a fallen empire. It is a land of immense opportunity for those brave enough to face the wandering spirits and unpredictable weather of the open plains.