The Fallen Republic
"It’s just a story,” they say. But every Seeker knows the name.
Whispered in hushed voices around campfires, among mercenaries, adventurers, and wanderers throughout Kalladonia, The Fallen Republic is often spoken of like a real-world El Dorado—a hidden city of unimaginable wealth and lost wonders. According to legend, it was once the capital of the High Elven Republic of Verande, a civilization of towering marble spires, vast libraries, and ancient technology. These Elves—if they ever truly existed—were said to live for thousands of years, amassing wisdom and treasure beyond human comprehension. Their capital, now called the City of Ivory, was said to gleam brighter than the morning sun. This is what people mean when they speak of the Fallen Republic. It is the great unreachable prize—the dream of every glory-seeking Seeker and gold-mad sellsword. Supposedly, it lies far across Kalladonia from Redcastle, so distant and so deep in the Wastes that no one who’s gone looking for it has ever returned. Some believe Seekers have managed to establish outposts, enclaves, or hidden settlements further out in the wilderness, cut off from Castillian contact. Others think they died... or became something else entirely. Still, the idea lingers. All it would take is one lucky expedition. Find the Fallen Republic. Bring its treasure home. And you would be the most powerful man alive.
Whispered in hushed voices around campfires, among mercenaries, adventurers, and wanderers throughout Kalladonia, The Fallen Republic is often spoken of like a real-world El Dorado—a hidden city of unimaginable wealth and lost wonders. According to legend, it was once the capital of the High Elven Republic of Verande, a civilization of towering marble spires, vast libraries, and ancient technology. These Elves—if they ever truly existed—were said to live for thousands of years, amassing wisdom and treasure beyond human comprehension. Their capital, now called the City of Ivory, was said to gleam brighter than the morning sun. This is what people mean when they speak of the Fallen Republic. It is the great unreachable prize—the dream of every glory-seeking Seeker and gold-mad sellsword. Supposedly, it lies far across Kalladonia from Redcastle, so distant and so deep in the Wastes that no one who’s gone looking for it has ever returned. Some believe Seekers have managed to establish outposts, enclaves, or hidden settlements further out in the wilderness, cut off from Castillian contact. Others think they died... or became something else entirely. Still, the idea lingers. All it would take is one lucky expedition. Find the Fallen Republic. Bring its treasure home. And you would be the most powerful man alive.
In Mankind we Trust.
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