Sic Semper Tyrannis
Hissing, clanking great metal beasts. Their appetite is voracious, and peculiar. Of the great machines no two are alike, each built fit for whatever arcane purpose their master needs fulfilled. Some are fixed to one site, their hearts glowing in shades of red and orange as they forge more steel in a day than a hundred blacksmiths could in a decade. They are fed entire hillsides and still hunger for more. Others are semi-mobile, and can cart enough material to build a city from one place to the next. These are bound by great lengths of iron that they can never diverge from, which limits their power and fury to predictable paths. Mourn whatever raider mistakes them for an easy mark, for they go clad in the finest steel hides that the Fae can fashion and their fire breaths can ravage an entire countryside at will. The most dangerous of them all, the mobile machines. Prototypes are rare, riddled with flaws unforeseen or as of yet uncorrected by their makers. Yet unbound by rules or heritable magics, they are the heralds of the newest age. Most see them as curiosities unworthy to stand alongside the epic spell-craft of old. A few visionaries however see the true potential that is ripe to be tapped.More like the verge of an industrial revolution. I like to think it's medieval but with hints of the renaissance era. I'm not sure how to incorporate vehicles really.