While the rest of Aillutia basks in the Age of Reason, mapping the world through optimized mathematical efficiencies, The Region of Osha remains a dark variable in the global equation. It is a land shrouded in superstition and silence, located on the far eastern periphery of the known world.
Osha is effectively a massive peninsula, geographically quarantined from the Fahill Nations and the central continent.
The only theoretically accessible approaches are by sea, yet these landing sites serve as a grim deterrent rather than a welcome. The beaches—specifically the "Safe" Landing sites identified on old nautical charts—are lined with the Pikes of the Silence.
Detailed telescopic observation from offshore vessels reveals these are not merely decorative. They are lines of weather-beaten pikes bearing the severed heads of would-be explorers, missionaries, and merchant marines. Disturbingly, recent reports suggest that some of the heads belong to Ascendant Math-Mages, their arcane viewing goggles still fused to their decaying skulls. This visual promise of death has led the Aillutian Trade Commission to declare the mainland limits a "Zone of Certain Probability Zero" for survival.
The only glimmer of information regarding Osha comes from the scattered islands off its eastern coast, known as The Outer Chain. A handful of brave adventurers have made landfall here and returned with their lives, though their sanity is often frayed. They report that the islanders speak a dialect closer to the forbidden pre-War tongues than modern Common. These islanders trade in strange artifacts that defy standard arcane categorization, but they refuse to speak of the mainland, referring to it only as " The Hallowed Keep," pointing toward the interior with trembling reverence.
Because no one survives entry to the mainland, the interior of Osha is a blank spot on the map.
Academics hypothesize that the population is a collection of regressionist tribes living in squalor. However, long-range thermal scans suggest the existence of large, organized heat signatures deep within the forests—patterns that look suspiciously like cities. Rumors persist in the taverns of the Fahill Nations that Osha is not a land of savages, but a fortress where the "Divine Myths" survived the War of the Vanishing, guarded by those who fled the logic of the new world.