Tog is more akin to being a Hell on Earth, than being earth.
The only people who seem to find any appeal to it are practitioners of the arcane arts, such as wizards and mages, and those looking to test themselves for some reason.
Tog is a small realm. It's bordered by the Bal Waterways on three sides, and to the North by Camira. This country has no permanent residents, and no one wanting to claim it. It's North is mostly rocky land unfit to farm, and it's South is reeking, gaseous, deadly swamps filled with all manner of vile creatures.
This marsh covers bulk of Tog. It's well known for it's noxious fumes, poisonous plants and creatures, and seemingly endless swarms of stinging and biting insects.
Very few would venture anywhere near this horrific place. Those who do are usually after something of value they consider worth risking limb and life to obtain.
Practitioners of the magical arts and alchemy pay good coin for materials gathered from this land. They're money is usually the only thing to anyone willing to risk it.