An old man stands before the huge map, pondering it. You ask him what he's looking at, and, startled, he jumps in the air and lands in a pile of robes.
He picks himself up, and replies to you, "This is a land called Micarthia. It is the original homeland of Onaeus, before he came to Draconia, many years ago.
It is across the sea, you see, too far for either ships to sail or for dragons to fly. He wasted many years searching for a way back to his home, all in vain.
Eventually he chose to settle down, and live out his days in his temple, in service to his goddess Kala
The old man points to a section of the map. "You see that place, there on the south coast of the penninsula? That land is called Q'lynnesti... rings a bell, eh? You remember that this province is called "Nova Q'lynnesti"... well, back in the original Q'lynnesti, in his youth, old Onaeus was the King. Apparently he was in a war with a place called Corenthar for many years..." The old man points at another place on the map, on the northern side.
Young Onaeus eventually made an alliance with his friend, Vadarin of Solamnesti, and his cousin Caius of Cormanesti. Together, the three nations were enough to finally put an end to the threat of Corenthar.
Thus, after many years, Onaeus had peace at last.
Onaeus ruled Q'lynnesti peacefully for a long time, until the Phoenix was reborn.
But that is another story, to be told some other time, over a mug of cool ale, and a plate of warm food.