It is early August, of 1948, and it has been three years since the Migard Serpent emerged. Three years since humanity ripped a piece of the sun from the sky and set the Serpent's brain alight with atomic fire. Three long years of famine, of political turmoil, of violence, of monsters. Three years of winter.
You have arrived in Sydney, Australia: the new capital of the British Empire, situated on the coast of the last green and pleasant land. You've been summoned, from wherever you may have previously been, because of one very particular man: former Rear Admiral Henry Galveston, of the United States Navy. A career military man, the Rear Admiral crossed many paths both before and during the second World War, and not a few after the Serpentfall, when he resigned. He also, unfortunately, happens to currently be the late
former Rear Admiral Henry Galveston. And while you may or may not be the sentimental type to mourn the passing of an old acquaintance, the fact that you've been invited to the reading of his Last Will and Testament surely means something