Unity of the swords
tales of farside city: the awakening. interest check
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It was a dark time. War had swept across the world of Indra. The seven great clans; Fellac, Grandal, Randt, Vol, Jareek, Kasar, and Domet. Where they had once worked together as guardians of life; now they fought as foes.
Each was locked in a fierce struggle to reign supreme. Little did they realize that this struggle would cause the end of their world. For the force of their conflict, and the hatred it begot caused the birth of a being darker than any mortal. A creature of pure hatred and destructive intent. From their war, arose voideus. And in the span of a single decade the indrians were destroyed. Cast down by the monster of their own folly.
For a thousand years, the few survivors of voideus attempted to carve out a life in the wasteland of their home. And at every turn, voideus tried to finish what he began, and destroy them. The survivors fled to the ends of their ruined world. For millennia they fled, and slowly… The wounds inflicted upon the world healed. A new race came to dominate the world. Because for all the wrong that the indrians had done, their original intent was of good. This new race, these… humans were their legacy. And so, the last of the last of the indrians sacrificed themselves to seal voideus away. Dead and buried. Deep underneath the earth. In hopes of giving humans a chance of survival. Over time, all this was forgotten. But voideus still slumbered. And even a dead god has the power to act…
Now, in the current day; the wheel of fate is once more turning. Natural disasters plague the world. Monsters roam the lands, and people all across the world are awakening superhuman abilities.
Our story begins in the relatively peaceful farside city. For it is here that the “awakening” has begun.
All ye aspiring heroes. all ye sinister villains. here is a city, ripe for you to build and explore.
the board is laid, the pages bare. all that remains is the legends to arrive.
so come all.
write your legends.
will the world sing your praises? or cower in fear at your very name?
the choice... the privilege...is yours.