Under the Crimson Veil

The world of Under the Crimson Veil is a testament to human tenacity, a living chronicle of cultures adapting and persisting in the face of relentless adversity. Here, the night is not a respite from the day's toils, but a fight for survival against an otherworldly force known as the Crimson Veil. This crimson-tinted miasma, as ethereal as it is deadly, threatens to extinguish the life that thrives beneath the clouded starlight. Yet, the people persevere, their ingenuity crafting life-saving fire from ember lanterns and towering Beacon Spires. In the jagged mountains to the north, the proud and stalwart Principality of Eisen has carved itself into the very stone, as resolute as their homeland. The harsh glow of the Beacon Spires shines like a beacon of defiance against the night, a symbol of Eisen's unwavering resilience. But beneath the flame's warm glow, a chilling reality exists - a regimented society where order is paramount, and magic is a tightly regulated commodity.   Eastward, past the no-man's land of the Frontier, the fires of the Warder Free States burn brightly. Here, individual tribes united under the banner of democracy, use their vast lumber reserves and alchemical knowledge to keep the Veil at bay. The flicker of their communal bonfires serve as a nightly reminder of their unity, their commitment to freedom and survival.   On the frigid island nation of Kalt, nestled amidst the unending expanse of the Everflow Sea, the icy winds carry the scent of geothermal heat. Warriors and mercenaries find solace in the warmth of the island's hot springs, their steaming waters a bulwark against the Veil. Kalt's people, hardened by the island's harsh climates and the Veil's unforgiving touch, honor the single god they believe protects them from the red-tinted terror.   Between the grand nations and scattered across the vast Frontier, you find the common folk, hamlets, and villages whose lives are inextricably tied to the cycles of the Veil. They live by their wits, a flare of fire always within arm's reach, guarding against the Veil's insidious crawl.   In this world, Free Companies crisscross the contested lands, their fires burning bright. These mercenary bands, bound by their Blades' Accordance, navigate treacherous politics and hostile environments with a blade in one hand and a tinderbug in the other.   Under the Crimson Veil is a land of flame and shadow, a realm where life clings stubbornly to the fragile sanctuary of firelight. Here, against a backdrop of veiled skies and political strife, the people of this world carve their stories into the annals of time.