The world was once a terrible mass of chaos, unpredictable and nearly unsurvivable. Mountains formed in cruel moments, and were dashed away just as quickly, the borders between the strange landscape shifting overnight with natural upheaval.
When the blessed races held up their arms in despair, they were answered from beyond the clouded sky. The Clockmaker, a deity of endless power and empathy, rose the land up, bringing the blessed races above the mist and into the light.
Time began, and Four Hands stepped forth to guide the blessed races in their new lands.