Tales of the West that Wasn't
“And one day it happened, about a hundred years ago; the Dwarves dug too deep. A huge chunk of th’ Old Continent collapsed into a humongous crater, clear down to th’ Underdark!. And that there hole kept gettin’ bigger and wider, an’ no magic could stop it. Whole kingdoms tumbled down into that Great Pit. Elven forests...ancient temples...grand libraries of magic...all tumbled like coppers down a well. And the critters already living down there? Well they weren’t havin’ none of it. And that’s why everybody who could boarded a ship that sailed or flew and headed West, to the New World...”
Welcome to the Frontier. With the Old World in ruins, humans, demihumans, and even humanoids must set their old feuds aside to life a new in lands once known only to the Elves on their sacred journeys. (Who, by the way, are not happy to see you.)
Leave your armor behind; we travel light and through scorching deserts. After one gunfight, it'll be ruined anyway. You do have a gun, don't you?