Snow - Steel
The Warring Lands are no more. Yu, Xiang, Zhuwei, Dongnu, and countless other little empires are no more. Forged from the crucibles of war, the great country of Beinan stands above all others. United under one banner, unified under one vision, and led by their Heavenly Emperor blessed by the Celestial Heavens themselves, a Black Peace now descends upon the lands. It is a time of reconstruction, renewal, the birth of something new from the ashes of the old.
If only it was to last.
It has been ten years since the Great Unification, and the pains of grudges of yesteryears are not so easily forgotten. Centuries of warfare had led to centuries of grievances between the states of Beinan, and they were penances that could no longer be paid in blood. And the midst of it all, the savage Elves of the North have once again started raiding and reaving their way south into Beinan, killing with wanton slaughter as they harvest souls for their dark needs. The Heavenly Emperor, in their divine wisdom, has turned Beinan's focus towards the Elves, bringing to bear the might of armies which had unified the Warring Lands under one banner, equipped with the finest arms and armor developed with unprecedented collaboration between the finest minds the world has ever seen.
And yet one still has to wonder whether it will be enough to save the nascent nation from buckling under its own weight.
If only it was to last.
It has been ten years since the Great Unification, and the pains of grudges of yesteryears are not so easily forgotten. Centuries of warfare had led to centuries of grievances between the states of Beinan, and they were penances that could no longer be paid in blood. And the midst of it all, the savage Elves of the North have once again started raiding and reaving their way south into Beinan, killing with wanton slaughter as they harvest souls for their dark needs. The Heavenly Emperor, in their divine wisdom, has turned Beinan's focus towards the Elves, bringing to bear the might of armies which had unified the Warring Lands under one banner, equipped with the finest arms and armor developed with unprecedented collaboration between the finest minds the world has ever seen.
And yet one still has to wonder whether it will be enough to save the nascent nation from buckling under its own weight.
Initial Hook
In the Heavenly Emperor's infinite wisdom, they have commissioned swathes of merchants in sending relief supplies the beleaguered towns among the northern provinces. You are traveling in one such merchant caravan, headed to one such town by the name of Ssanjuu. A border town that is no stranger to the ravages of the Northern Elves, it is otherwise notable for being one of the many blacksmithing towns situated along the Arcane River which makes use of the water's unique properties in crafting fine arms and goods. Your reasons for joining the caravan are your own, and Ssanjuu is in no position to deny aid from any and all who are willing to give it.
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