In an alternate timeline, homo erectus had two evolutionary children; humanity and it's various races of high intellect, and the fiends whose bestial strength has won them many luxuries as well as their brother race. However, while homo sapien accepted homo sentus, there was an unspoken hatred amongst the fiends for their smarter brethren. One day, in the midst of WWII, a blood-curdling roar came from behind both Churchill and Hitler as mobs of Orcs, Goblins, Redcaps and other fiendish men overtook their armies by surprise.
It is the year 2015. The last living human was caught, shot, gutted and grilled four years ago. Now, it is a world of savage beasts where the remnants of a lost era form a bleak landscape where tanks and crumbled hospitals lay in ruin.
Welcome, tarties and foulmen, to Fiendworld; Planet of the Foul.
I always wanted a world where your looks didn't mean anything because, hey, we're all ugly.
Character is important here, be you some dopey Orc or a tinkering Goblin, a pirate Redcap or a Kobold curious of the human tech left from the 40s.
Please, feel free to ask questions!