The world was reborn.

Half a millennia since the Cataclysm the world has begun to piece itself together from the ashes of the old.

To the north.

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The Great North Glacier once more begins to encroach on the Continent with many names with the inexorable slowness only Glaciers can manage. Upon and within it many secrets, many ancient foes trapped beneath great swaths of cold ice. And yet there were those who called its extreme edge home. Who lived in the glaciers shadow. But further south the mountains, forests and plains stretched out like a vast thing.

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Buried within it were fledgeling nations rebuilding in the aftermath of the cataclysm. Some were deep forest kingdoms, others sprawling plains, some even desert kingdoms. Some were the homes of dragons, others were the homes of elves, orcs, humans, goblins and many other a race for it was a diverse continent filled with many peoples. Few old enough to remember the apocalypse. 

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And so now the nations must make their way in the new world. To bear the weight of their people on their shoulders and forge a future for themselves.

Or be buried under the weight of times inexorable grindstone.