Caeloc May your wings be strong

The stories passed down by our elders tell of a world brimming with color and life. Lush, green, vibrant, whole. Where the waters didn't taste of dirt and minerals, the lands connected and whole, and the clouds rest above you. So it went, with the departure of the Green, only the luckiest were placed in the heavens. To await a slow death.   Caeloc is a low-magic diselpunk world set in the last remaining years of a world on a collision course with certain death. The lands have been pulled from the crust of the world and placed among the clouds. Kept aloft by technology that run on fuel known as "Aerlin." This thick viscous substance is extracted from unworldly beings known as "Gigas," who claim the skies as their own.   Yet in recent years the supplies have run low, as only the mightiest of Gigas remain in the clouds. Time is running out and the lands are beginning to plunge towards the "Wastes" below where myth tells of a gruesome death.