Monday, August 28, 2017
It all started in the village of...
It all started in the quiet village of Lower Benneth, nestled in the heartland of Dutchy of Wieden. In stark contrast to life in the surrounding Kalatian empire, life in the Duke's lands is good. The earth gives in plenty, the rule of law prevails, and the citizenry are happy and proud of their kingdom. The ruling nobility are said to be very reserved and mysterious, hardly ever noticed except through their acts of generosity and compassion.
As the warm winds of summer start to wane, the city of Lower Benneth is buzzing in preparation for the annual fall festival. In this sleepy town, a number of ragtag adventurers that have taken up in the city resting between journeys has been employed by the mayor as watchmen and town guard. Tormund and Sora from the bordering mystical elven Kingdom are hiding out in Lower Benneth after fleeing from the sacking of Oyem-Edhil. Meanwhile, the high elf wizard Galandan and the bard Humber Humber had stopped to put up their feet for a season before setting out to continue their adventure in search of wisdom and glory. Finally, the mysterious sorcerer Dae was passing through the area and took up in Lower Benneth when he hear rumours of a mystical phenomenon occurring nearby.
Our protagonists are put to work organizing and preparing various aspects of the festival, getting to know each other better thought the process. On the night of the festival a raiding party of goblins attack the town, sowing chaos and destruction i their wake. The hero's quickly organize to repel the goblins and save the town, running the green skins back into the night.
The Setting
Our story begins on the war-torn continent of Kahelee in the year 7910 of the imperial calendar. For thousands of years, petty kings and lords have ruled the fractious lands from sea to sea. The borders have shifted like the desert sands with constant small-scale war and political maneuvering, where no one faction could maintain the upper hand. Dynasties and fortunes rose and fell while common folk prosperd and traded. Thirty years ago an unknown conqueror from the southwest of the continent emerged from total obscurity, naming himself as the gods' chosen Emperor of the land and demanded fealty or abdication from all the kings of the realm. What seemed at first the ramblings of a charlatan were soon found to have teeth when the Emperor arrived at the gates of many castles at the head of an army so massive and terrible that that none of the small kingdoms could withstand it. One by one the western lords fell, adding to the expanding Kalatian Empire. By the time the Emperor had conquered more than half the continent the eastern lords had banded together into an alliance led by the great kingdom of Ghelnah. Over the ensuing years war raged across the continent and the alliance was steadily pushed back, unable to match the seemingly endless strength of the Empire forces. Whole generations of people perished in war, famine, disease, and some fates darker still.
The war came to a head five years ago when some of the eastern lords were subverted and switched sides hoping to save their dynasties and curry favour with the Emperor. The alliance crumbled and massive battles were given at the borders of the resisting states. Tales of raving madmen claim to have witnessed the walking dead, man eating devils, dragons, angels, and even Gods clashing in these cataclysmic events. At great cost the armies of the Kalatian Empire were repelled from the lands of the most powerful independent kingdoms, and an uneasy peace came over the land. Life under the rule of the Empire is brutal for average person, with severe cruelty, harsh taxes, and crushing hopelessness pervasive throughout the land. Some few sovereign kingdoms continue to exist as free enclaves on the continent. While some rejoiced the end of hostilities, whispers pass in taverns across the continent that Kalatian armies are once again mobilizing, the spark of rebellion is alight in the downtrodden masses, and the flame of war threatens to consume Kahelee once again.
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