Caergwynt
4/3/1890
Before the wind came life was simple. Magic simply a legend and technology limited.
Then it came, a breeze at first almost unnoticed. But for those who noticed, for those who knew the prophecies of old it was a sign to prepare for the worst.
As the wind grew in strength magic was rediscovered, at great cost in blood spilled and with it the ability to forge steam powered contraptions capable of far more than anything the world had previously.
This technology was harnessed by the greedy, by the ambitious, by those with their eyes to the future to forge nations from the chaos the wind had brought, nations forged around the ideals of their creators, forged in blood and fire.
How will you survive?
How far will you go for power?
Are you willing to risk your life for what's right?