Once upon a time, there was a fairy king who became bored, and so decided to go exploring the multiverse. Rather than waste his own magic, the fairy king had his servants construct interdimensional portals for him to travel through. As luck would have it, one portal opened onto Otter Island. When the king stepped through, he looked around, shrugged, and kept exploring.|
But the portal never fully closed. Magic leaved through the gateway and soaked Otter Island.
When the mages of this worldheard about the magic-steeped island, they all gathered there to enhance their own magic. Bringing all of their magical items with them, they set up a laboratory there. Especially of interest was the gateway. The mages mounted an expedition through it, and were never heard from again.
By now, so much magic was concentrated upon the island that it began to achieve consciousness. And it was lonely. For many years, it waited for someone to come to it.
Then someone did come. A single otter, who had become lost at sea. The island took care of the nearly drowned creature and came to enjoy his company very much. It wanted to know more otters, so it sent out a telepathic call across the world. That is why every otter knows how to reach Otter Island.
From all corners of the globe they came. The smooth coated Glatts of India. The free-spirited Kalans from California. The whimsical Nords from Canada. The noble Water Kings from Persia. Hundreds upon hundreds came to make their home on Otter Island. In love and gratitude, the island made them more inteligent, allowing them to build a civilization.
But that wasn't all. The call went through the gate to other dimensions. It reached the Kushtaka, were-otters of the north. It reached the mischevious cookie-snitchers. It reached the luminous star-otters, often mistaken for meteors as they zoom across the sky.
Now the otters live in harmony with the island and with one another as they strive for peace against magical monsters of the deep, predators from afar and conquerors from the dimensions beyond.
Nothing good is ever easy.
A map of Otter Island