Five hundred years into the future, Civilization fell. It didn't happen overnight, but to those who still cling to long past days of bliss that are left, it feels that way.
No one really knows how it happened or why, but society as everyone knew it was gone. War had ravaged the earth leaving it scarred and almost barren, nations were left crumbled and their citizens scattered due to famine and war. Thanks to the level of science humanity had reached before the nuclear fallout, the blow it had suffered had been mitigated by a small amount. Even a small amount had been enough to give everyone a fighting chance to survive the new world that had awaited them and the generations to come.
Technology had not received the the same fate as most of humanity's inventions like cars, trains, and planes had fallen into decay. Anything that had required parts from long before the war or heavy maintenance had been left to rot. Reduced to bows and swords save for a few dozen firearms, they were hard to come by as guns require upkeep that would be hard to maintain. People became wanderers, merchants selling secrets for better survival, nomads, or those choosing to live by the sword as hired guns or bandits. Even though they were forced to live in small tribes and communities, humanity did as it always does, it endured. Enduring is easier said than done as the radiation has left most of the wild animals on the barren side scarred and feral with only a few that were safe to consume. Plant life had been all but destroyed and water, although some of it was safe to drink, was scarce. Temperatures and weather on this side of the world ranged from blistering heat in the day, to warm, or cold nights. Sandstorms ere somewhat a constant and rain was not a friend.
Not everything had been terrible for the entire planet forever. After several years of famine, the earth had began to heal, even if some parts of the earth were beyond healing. civilization had start to bounce back even if only by a little. Mother nature claimed what was originally hers as vegetation started to grow in the now abandoned cities. Habitats sprung back to life leaving animals to claim some of them and without the threat of extinction animal life had thrived. Society had taken the chance to build three sanctuary cities around the places that life had returned. Resources were not a problem as people who lived to the cities were assigned jobs from explorers, to soldiers, to doctors and the latter. People who traveled far to join the city were forced to give up what resources they had in order to gain citizenship. To keep from overpopulation the cities only let small groups people from the outside in once every fifty years.
after losing the caravan and arriving at the city with what remains of the group, They will have to adjust to their new lives as citizens of Sanctuary being assigned new jobs and living quarters. The city however, is not the paradise the group once hoped for as they will soon find out.
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Hello I'm Hydde. I've been roleplaying for a while now and coming back from an on off hiatus. I've been a bit rusty after coming back, so I've been struggling to regain some of the skills I had. Sadly I haven't seen anything I've been interested in, so I said "Screw it, I'll make my own." This is what I'm hoping to get off the ground. I originally planned to make this a three part story, but, I forgot what I wanted to do with chapter one, so keep in mind this is only chapter two. If all goes well I'll roll out chapter three and I may even think of a fourth chapter if this stays alive long enough. I'm looking for small group of maybe three to four (possibly more) players to run through this with. If I get enough people interested, I'll roll out the CS, as far as spots are concerned, first come first served