@Cyclone I can also work on a map if you still need someone to apart from @TheArhive. Also, shoutout to him/her if he/she want to collaborate.
From the top, orderly, to the bottom, chaotic, these are the general characteristics of the planes:
Fundamentals' Plane: Beyond the laws of physics exists this plane, while completely uncomprehensible for mankind, it is theorized that here the laws of mathematics and physics are replaced by the laws of phylosophy, where the Gods of the Gods are reduced to ideas and what would be Gods for other planes are as simple as elemental particles.
Corporeal Ideas' Plane: Similarly to the other plane, this plane supposedly consistis of ideas and thoughts, priniciples, laws and theorems given shape and form.
Basic Forces' Plane: This plane is much more concrete in the sense that there are no abstract ideas here that are given shape and form, but physical laws.
Greater Spirits' Plane: It contains from Gods to the most powerful of the spirits of nature. Forces that have mind on their own have also a place here. It is said that here is the last place that a normal human can reach while remianing fully human.
Human Spirits' Plane: Here inhabit the spirits of any creature that isn't a God but has a conciensce of itself. It is composked of many worlds both heavenly, hellish and everything in between. Apart from that, it has its own ecosystem.
Lower Spirits' Plane: Here inhabit the spirits of creatures without conciensce of themselves but that are aligned towards orderly more than chaotic. It could be called the lowest spiritual realm.
The Known and Unknown Lands: The human plane, though it isn't only inhabited by humans. Other, sometimes magical, self-aware creatures reside here too. Worlds range from Earth-like, such as Järvien, to higher-dimensional labirynths, passing through acuatic worlds, desertic planets, continents swimming in seas of clouds instead of being surrounded by seas and so on and so forth.
Negative Lower Spirits' Plane: Here inhabit the spirits of creatures without conciensce of themselves but that are aligned towards chaotic more than orderly.
Chthonic Plane: Here are found the chaos-aligned spirits that possess self-awareness and minor chaotic Gods.
Exiled Gods' Plane: The main Gods of chaos inhabit this plane, many say that they are also prisoners of it as they are too harmful to roam free.
Chaos Plane: It contains chaos itself given life and shape, these, while also ideas given form, are of chaotic nature and are perhaps the reason of existence of probability instead of determinism in all of the other worlds in the same manner that is likely that the laws of physics exists because they are reflections of the upper orders' planes.
Eldritch Plane: Beyond all understanding, here lie and roam ever-ravenous the Eldritch Abominations.
When in 2277 the Lone Wanderer emerged from Vault 101 at the age of 19, the Wasteland saw just another young man destined to suffer and have his hopes shattered in the unforgiving harshness of the former capital of the United States, in less than a year though, he would take Capital Wasteland by storm and neutralize most of the main threats of the former Washington D.C.
By the end of the year 2279 I was born. My father had died of radiation poisoning a few months after taking on the Enclave and succeeding and my mother had assumed the command of the Brotherhood of Steel, East Coast Chapter.
In the year 2306, at twenty-seven years of age, I was invested with the title of Elder, nearly a decade after my mother’s death in a reconnaissance mission to New York. Twenty years later the Brotherhood of Steel of the East Coast has splintered away from the one of the West Coast despite all my efforts. Their fanaticism about their ideal of technology over everything else and their new, almost religious leaders have made it impossible for us to remain on one side any longer. We are alone this time. However, we aren’t weak any longer, what my family and I have built for the Brotherhood is stronger and truer than ever. We have started to push outwards in all directions. Baltimore, Philadelphia, Pittsburgh, Buffalo, Albany, Boston, Providence, Portland, Detroit… In that order we took them and stablished bases.
The Brotherhood is now almost a nation, or so many like to think. But in the last few years we have been in grave danger… The water we supply and its trade network, our lifeblood and the thing that keeps most of the wastelanders on our side has been disrupted. Violently. In a year we have been forced to abandon Detroit, Buffalo and Portland. Our central command in West Point has been threatened from the south by a charismatic figure, a leader that has united many tribes under her fist.
After all we have done, we are afraid. The battle for our survival, the survival of the values of the old U.S., will be fought soon and I am afraid because war… War never changes.