A time of plenty, a land ruled by the Six Kings Alliance, a world bereft of the horrors of ancient times - a single moment away from chaos.
In the peaceable kingdoms of Harroth we set our stage. Rumors from the easternmost kingdom, Kalsias, tell that a vibrant wildfire has began sweeping the land, though instead of simple destruction, it leaves oddity in its wake. Trees changed to floating mushrooms, birds to wisps of energy, beasts given strangely beautiful or terrifying forms; these rumors are spreading and concern is taking hold. The most recent of these rumors are those of the hamlets and towns falling to barbarism when those unlucky enough to be caught in the fires wake became twisted into forms resembling the tales of goblins and orcs. The longer lived races, who still consider those descriptions historical, have sent emissaries to the Kings to call for action. So it is at the behest of the elves and dwarves that the call goes out.