A Time For Swords

Summer, The 56th, 3427

At the height of the 21st century, nuclear war and climate disaster destroyed the world as we knew it. Only tiny pockets of humanity survived in deep underground bunkers and shelters. Over time, what was left of civilization fizzled out with the memory of the old world. Our deteriorating technology began to fail and we had long forgotten the knowledge needed to replace or repair what we had. Eventually, dwindling resources forced us back up to the surface, to rediscover what we had left behind.   Desperate and exposed to the elements, mankind adapted to its new environment. Small gene pools, brutal evolutionary pressures and heavy exposure to radiation lead to divergent genetic changes in Earth's isolated human populations. Over generations, we coalesced from disorganized clans of hungry barbarians into primitive feudal states with lands and martial forces. Those that rule claim legitimacy through events lost to the past, calling up what is now myth and legend.    Wars are fought, people are conquered and new history is written, setting the stage for what is to come. Powers both seen and unseen manoeuvre against each other and those they rule over as they vie for dominance and control over the realm.