Faelinn

It has been centuries since the Master and his undead armies ravaged the world, but true recovery still seems like a dream. Dangerous spirits haunt the dark, and all that is arcane is viewed with suspicion and fear. Technology reigns supreme in the hearts of the populace while the mystical arts are tainted with the risk of the ascension of another Master. Magic is tightly restricted in this land; a license is needed to practice magic and all mages are under strict watch from the government. Some say the remote provinces have even taken to hunting down spellcasters and burning them at the stake. The skies are dark from soot and smoke, the byproducts of the very industry that produces the gas lamps that chase away the night. The nations of the world, wracked by internal strife, stand at the brink of civil war, while the Foglight Alliance, after years spent in consolidation, turns its gaze to expansion. Our story begins in Gallicia, the oldest city in the world. Ruffians roam the streets, breaking the law with impunity and extorting the defenseless. Corruption runs rampant even as another outbreak of the undead plague claims the lives of the impoverished population.   The Industrial Revolution is in full swing. Faelin has entered the Age of Steam. With gunpowder and steel as your companions, carve your destiny.   Welcome To Gallicia By Gaslight.       Show Spoiler