The First Year

The five kingdoms sent explorers to every edge of the Worldstorm on land and sea.

Those that returned reported a swirling, impassable wall of wind and lighting over a mile high, and so dense with dirt and debris that vision stopped soon after the storm’s edge. Others reported enormous, winged beasts darting in and out of the tops of the storm clouds. After a decade of search and scholarly debate, the leaders of the new world came to a grim conclusion: the Godswar had destroyed the entire world, save for a broken, scorched, drowned continent shielded from oblivion by the dying oath of the last god.

With a sea now separating the Five Kingdoms and a demigod unwilling to use his new powers to force compliance, the union of nations quickly broke apart. The capital city of Ani remains fiercely loyal to their Godking, safe within their unassailable walls. The South was split in two with the rocky, forested East returning to ancient royal bloodlines, and the fertile West breaking into a dozen fiefdoms loosely united under an elected council.

The largest and most northern of the five kingdoms fell into decades of anarchy as famine and disease ran rampant. Out of this chaos, a priesthood arose whose acolytes preached mortal solidarity; foolish, petty gods destroyed this world, so man should reject all things godly.

This order sent inquisitors to every corner of their broken nation, bringing relief in the form of food, supplies, and labor. Their priests carried gems mined from deep within the dwarven capital of Gal-Hadir that glowed in reaction to the presence of magic. They used these stones to collect and destroy items infused with magic and repurposed enchanted weapons to forge anti-magic baneswords.