Created by christopherallison
In a fantastic world of myths and legends, magical energy that enters this world, is in a constant flowing cycle from other planes. During low magical tides, Civilizations and order thrive because the land can grow unhindered by chaos. But during the high tides, those same civilizations are under constant threat of destruction from the rampant creatures, sleepless dead, and other legendary horrors that are strengthened by this magical wave. During these high times, nations try to hide in magical underground fortresses, to wait out the century long storms…. For communities lucky enough to survive these storms, they get restart new nations.
The most prominent of confluences for established nations, is the legendary port capital on the wide sea. The grand trade capital sits on a large island nestled in between the major continents. Unfortunately, The port capital has changed since the last high magical tide. It’s inhabitants have retreated to into fortified underground fortresses hidden in the mountains, over two hundred years ago. Worse even, is that a few of the fortresses weren’t strong enough to push back the hordes from slaughtering the masses. No news has made it to others about those that survived.
Today marks 10 years since the end of the 7th high tide. In order to revive old alliances, and open up the trade capital once again, a fellowship was struck between nations to send a special envoy to clear out the city of its unwanted presences, discover the fate of its people, and establish a market.
You have been chosen as a member of this fellowship.