Kerine, a land supposedly untouched by divinity, home to disparate mortals either native to her lands or from across the Trackless Sea. A land infused with elemental energy, segmented by powerful creatures granting boons to their acolytes, pilgrims spreading ever further from their prized cities, and old conflicts that burn decades after the flames have been quenched.
Rumors abound. Talk of the coming conflict led by the Emperor's inaction. Whispers of a new ore revolutionizing life, both military and domestic. Scars of a people that never healed emerging from all corners of the land. Hymns of a new faith emerge whose words find their way across Kerine, gaining purchase with all manner of man and beast.
It is here that a coming crisis may be averted. But how, and by whom? Who will be the ones to dictate Kerine's fate as cultures clash and break upon one another in conquest, destruction, and dominance.
Would it be more malevolent to allow this strife to continue, or to give it a swift conclusion?