I will make the baseline and you help with making the rest

Magic: high

Gods: lots of lore

Age: old

Tame Level: some of the world Is untamed

Religion System: polytheism 

Time Period: After a golden-age

this is based on Jack727's create a world thread

The empire has ruled for 1000 years but following the defeat in (insert war here) faith in the current ruler has decreased he lacks an heir and the (patron god/goddess/pantheon) has remained quiet. This leads some to believe the empire has lost the favor of the gods. The (insert Republic) has won the war but now they’re faced with a crisis. They can’t hold the land they claimed and how should they deal with what the won. Unbeknownst to both a hidden faction intents to Bring the world to it’s knees

Markov stares out of the window at the night sky, lost in his own thoughts he barely takes in the view. The sky ship moves silently through the aurora, shrouded in colour and light thousands of feet above the farmlands of Oasarre. It will soon be at its destination and Markov knows his time to prepare is running shorter with each passing moment. He has had to pull in every favour he has ever earned and bargain for more he hadn’t to be able to present his life’s work at the Solstarium, but an audience with the Council of Echoes is never easily procured. If they listen it will be worth it, they have to listen to him, before it’s too late, the planet’s future depends on it. His data is clear, the magics are running thin, too long have they been used in excess rather than need. His theories that the sources of magic are finite have never been popular with the scholars, but he has the proof and if he cannot convince the council to take in his words then it is already too late, the planet will not be forgiving of its spoilt children.

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Markov stares out of the window at the night sky, lost in his own thoughts he barely takes in the view. The sky ship moves silently through the aurora, shrouded in colour and light thousands of feet above the farmlands of Oasarre. It will soon be at its destination and Markov knows his time to prepare is running shorter with each passing moment. He has had to pull in every favour he has ever earned and bargain for more he hadn’t to be able to present his life’s work at the Solstarium, but an audience with the Council of Echoes is never easily procured. If they listen it will be worth it, they have to listen to him, before it’s too late, the planet’s future depends on it. His data is clear, the magics are running thin, too long have they been used in excess rather than need. His theories that the sources of magic are finite have never been popular with the scholars, but he has the proof and if he cannot convince the council to take in his words then it is already too late, the planet will not be forgiving of its spoilt children.

 adding on to this:

as the days of the week add to 8, as do the sources of magic. Fire (evocation,) Water (Illusion,) Earth (abjuration,) Air (conjuration,) Sky, (enchantment,) Light (divination,) Dark (necromancy,) Cosmic (Transmutation.) Each time a person draws on their power, it drains a little from them, eventually causing them to disappear. there is a god/goddess that corresponds to each source as well, and when the source goes out, the deity with die as well.       

So guns or no guns

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So guns or no guns

 guns

The wizards know this - so they have spent generations funnelling power into tomes and grimoires pulling the magic from the world itself rather than themselves. Sorcerers are unknowing conduit’s magical energy larger than themselves. Those who prey on warlocks temptations merely allow the subjugated to access power they already possess allowing them to burn out in their name to fortify their own power bases. 

the artificers educated enough to know the risk’s have created technology to preserve and recycle their magic.

While the rangers & druids have been shielded from such costs as they are brought under the protection of Beru & Bexada twin gods of the hunt.

On the subject of those whose fates have intertwined with the high planes - the clerics and paladins of the world - protected as long as they remain obedient and loyal.

The anomalies of this equation appear to be the bards, like bumblebees no one can explain why they are able to fly, yet it does not stop them any less.

is it ok if I directly use you guy’s ideas?

I have no issue

Go for it

noice

There are three main gun makers. Frostfield, Goldview, and Volga

Frostfield focuses on hunting rifle and shotguns. They are known for accuracy and reliability

Goldview focuses Pistol and sub Machine guns. They are known for being lightweight and quick firing

Volga focuses on military grade weapons like LMGs and assault rifles. They are known to pack a punch

Copperwood canyon is a mining town. It works as a resuply point for the mining camps in the surrounding area. It’s a tired town during the day and an loud one during the night. The main jobs are working in the mines, working on the railroad or hunting the various creatures around to prevent them from causing damage. It is official ruled by the foxworth family but in practice the mining companies are in charge

the City of Nierik is a bustling port where most non-human races come to interact with others (including humans.) trade and merchandise is the prime form of the economy here, and most merchants from other cities come here just for the market.  but when leaving north, be wary, for there have been strange sightings of jackalweres and other things that prowl the night, you might want to invest in a body guard while in the city.    

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Thousands of miles above the ground aether trawlers float slowly along, collecting and refining the fuel that powers the land below. A fleet gun boat keeps watch as the trawler make easy prey for the those who chose to collect it from their burning wrecks. Hidden in a cloud bank near by captain Jack checks the wind for the last time before his attack, The aether he captures on this raid could keep his ship afloat for the next year once he pays of his backers.

aether  is the life blood of Current society. Condensed mana taken from the skys where magic is more plentiful it's toxic for most races but is able to hold an incredible amount of power. After magic became much harder to acquire on the ground people looked to the sky to power their world and so airships took flight to gather the power needed from the untapped corners of the world.

The power of aether is great and tales of sky captains and pirates fill the Imagination but older sailors know of other tales, horrific burns caused by aether tanks leaking, the growing boldness of pirates and the desperation of fleet captain who try to make ends meet for another voyage.

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heavier then air craft are in use. They are regarded as noisy, dangerous and inefficient but their speed is something to be amazed at. Some forward thinking ships have added hangers for scout planes. Attack planes has been regarded as a useless idea but for those working out side the law the speed and weapons of a plane have resulted in surprising victory's.    

Aether is found more plentiful and in higher consecrations the higher you go and so to take advantage of that ships know as Skybreakers have been created to collect it. Their are rumors that the highest of them have gone so high that the sky faded to black and the stars we seen despite the day. To do this Skybreaker need many improvements such as sealed cabins, tanked oxygen and suits for the crew. To add to the dangers up there some creatures have been able to use Aether, some can make lightning bolts, others spew acid it has been rumored that some can hijack your mind and send crew and ship willingly into it's maw. Aether from up their is regarded as worth more then other Aether and the crews of Skybreaker get paid more then twice normal.