IRONA | Developed by nordman84
IRONA is in the midst of its first world war. The Lord Ruler has died leaving children to take the throne. By custom the crown has passed to the next blood heir, his niece. This has not sat well with many around the continent as she is young and inexperienced. in fighting began and minor civil wars erupted into all out war with five factions leading the charge.
The Reclamation, The Crown, The Silver Circle, Heavens Spear, and The Host. Five powerful groups leading smaller factions under their flags. The Crown seeks to defend the new queen, her birth right and traditions that have kept the empire safe for millennia. The Reclamation seeks to take what one was theirs for before that millennia they held the throne. The current family line is weak, the time has come for new powers to step in, those with the strength to rule. In the eyes of the Silver Circle the issue is not about blood lines and rights, it is one of intelligence and plans. The greatest schools and thinkers have united to create a ruling council, and rule they shall for only through their plans and foresight will the continent prosper. The foolishness of the other factions is no more than that of a child that cannot see the full picture of life and they are the parent that will guide them, forcefully if needed.
Heavens Spear feels that they have the ultimate claim to the throne for it has been prophesied by the gods. Following holy commandment the people need to be lead by the god emperor. It is unfortunate that the dark need be sifted out from the pure through war. Finally the fifth flag to land on the battle field came from a source that none foresaw. The Host is the combined powers of Orcs, Goblins, Giants, and many other monstrance races that are tired of being forgotten in the politics of man and have done the unthinkable, set aside old hate and united against the lands of the other races to carve a place for themselves in this great war.
But this is not all. While the drums of was boom, the walls of castles crash, and the screams of soldiers fill battlefields across the continent, things begin to stir. Shadowy cults whisper of dark beings pulling strings. Prophets speak of angels among men. Crazed mad men scream out in the night from hospital beds of older gods coming. Perhaps this war has more in play than what at first it seemed.