To speak of Lyndaria is to speak first of its dramatic topography. Often referred to as "The Jade Rampart" by neighboring nations, the country is defined by a spine of ancient mountains that cuts through the center like a jagged knife. These are not the gentle, rolling hills of the south, but craggy, imposing sentinels of granite and slate, often capped with snow even in the height of summer.
The history of Lyndaria is not written in ink, but in stone circles and oral traditions passed down through generations of bards and keepers. Archaeological evidence suggests that the region has been inhabited since the Neolithic age, but the true origin story of Lyndaria begins with the .
To the east, the mountains give way to the , a dense, primordial forest that has never been fully mapped. The trees here—ancient oaks and silver birches—tower over fern-choked floors. It is said that in the depths of the Sylvan Expanse, the compass needle spins wildly, and travelers are often led astray not by poor paths, but by the mischievous will of the forest itself.