Birdsie
The God-Emperor of Mankind
In the Emperor's name, we will not let it happen...
Map of Eden
The town of Kemoor, a part of the Empire of Mankind's oversea colonies, far to the south has been a minor trading outpost and a good place to ressuply for ships that swim further towards Ravenloft, or for some insane reason; towards the South.
The Southern areas of the world were always known to be very dangerous. On nearly every map one might see a 'Here be deamons' mark placed somewhere south. As men rarely visit these grounds, it has become a breeding ground for the Neverborn, and other hellish nightmares that one might never imagine with his own mind. They leak into our dimension, through hellgates left over since K'bundah's reign. The Dark God fortunately has been dead for centuries....
Or has he?
Dark clouds surround Kemoor, and weather gets worse and worse all day. Orcish warriors, and human knights from the keeps that ensure no demon gets past have stopped communicating with the city lately, as if they vanished from existence.
No one knows what is going one, but one is sure; something bad is about to happen. Every hour, huge flocks of birds fly above Kemoor, away from the south and up north, as if something dangerous was coming from the south.
Map of Eden
(Hexagon = 20km)
The town of Kemoor, a part of the Empire of Mankind's oversea colonies, far to the south has been a minor trading outpost and a good place to ressuply for ships that swim further towards Ravenloft, or for some insane reason; towards the South.
The Southern areas of the world were always known to be very dangerous. On nearly every map one might see a 'Here be deamons' mark placed somewhere south. As men rarely visit these grounds, it has become a breeding ground for the Neverborn, and other hellish nightmares that one might never imagine with his own mind. They leak into our dimension, through hellgates left over since K'bundah's reign. The Dark God fortunately has been dead for centuries....
Or has he?
Dark clouds surround Kemoor, and weather gets worse and worse all day. Orcish warriors, and human knights from the keeps that ensure no demon gets past have stopped communicating with the city lately, as if they vanished from existence.
No one knows what is going one, but one is sure; something bad is about to happen. Every hour, huge flocks of birds fly above Kemoor, away from the south and up north, as if something dangerous was coming from the south.
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