Seeking adventurer for dangerous, grimdark campaign. May be a one-way trip. Eventual expenses for injuries, ailments, broken equipment and funerals must be paid for by the applicant. Inquire within. No time wasters.
The world was still young, when Eiriath was created. Light and dark clashed against each other, burying civilizations in the wake of their eternal war; mankind fell from its state of divine grace, as it chose one or the other side, and brother begun to slay brother, a tide of fire and blood washing over Earth. The most noble humans, those who did not take arms for a single side, and instead tried to mend the wounds left open and bleeding by the war, started to fall one by one, doomed to be crushed by the infernal machines of Hell or by the swords of their fellow humans. One angel gazed upon the suffering of the humble humans, and weeped. She cried out to the angelic hierarchies, pointing them towards the suffering caused by the war that they were fighting. The conflict could not be stopped, and mankind not redeemed, but something could be done to save at least a small spark of humanity's original grace. Thus, with the approval of the Archangels, she created Eiriath, a world beneath the world; a place apart, to where she led her chosen. Here, they made a new kingdom, living in peace, with the angel watching over them like a benevolent mother. But the creation of this new kingdom exhausted her forces, and so she slowly started to wither, taken by an unknown disease. After an agony of centuries, she finally died, leaving her people orphan, and Eiriath, isolated from the world, was completely forgotten.
Yet, these are strange times. A strange hearsay arrived to your ears, o adventurer: a massive earthquake has opened a rift in the mountains, and from amidst the rocks, a strange tower arises, leading deep, deep down, surrounded by swirling waters, and sustained by immense chains linking it to the walls of the chasm. You now stand at its decrepit gates, without really knowing why...
