Ciästor As the Crow Flies
Chornas 267 ViN
Hundreds of Islands float along the Ever-Expanse aimlessly despite the heavy promises and self-importance of those that rule them. A land once ruled by the might of The Empire has been torn apart by the wrath of their angry gods. While mountains fell, and the mightiest of stones broke strange beings arose from the chaos, their destructive nature stirred by the sights around them.
The whole world was once reliant on magic, and through their evil were stripped of this power and cast aside as punishment. Even their identity was lost. Now half the world remains unknown, as though their lands have fallen into an unnatural darkness. The shadows grow ever longer...
The survivors of the Cataclysm have been given a second chance. Holding firmly to their truths, they long for the day when the gods may grant them their former abilities. Only when the gods accept them once more can they finally rest. Until that day comes, they carry their blades with honor, riding down the dark denizens that have come to destroy. The evils of their ancestors are unraveling around these heroes, and the powers of their former pacts are returning.
