Immorea, the "Pheonix Empire," was the greatest empire the known world has seen, and it has been gone for over a thousand years. At its height it stretched across the continent of Midland and beyond, conquering even Veldmere. Bound together by a single divine mandate the Eternal Compact, a covenant between the first Emperor and the god Bel that granted the imperial throne the authority of heaven itself.

How it fell is a mystery. Many on the continent speak of a rumored battle between the gods of old an new, a supposed "Rupture" that tore the skies asunder and brought the stars low, but on distant Veldmere the disappearance of the Immoreans was much slower, a gradual rescinding of supplies and soldiers, and an eventual collapse of infrastructure.

What it left behind is everywhere. The language most people speak, Low Imperial, is a form of their original tongue. The roads that cross the continent follow their foundations. The current calendar is the one their Astronomancers divined from the heavens themselves. Many ruins of this empire still stand, temples, garrisons, the shells of administrative buildings, buried academies, and even abandoned cities.

Immorea is never coming back, but the world it made has never fully moved on.