Palcronos

The world of Palcronos is teeming with beauty. Raining from above are mystical waterfalls of shifting colors, resting below the bedrock are mines, harboring beautifully glowing crystalline ores, mountains of plush soil and rock, grasslands that sway gently as the breeze rolls over the valley, forests of leaves and bark, with trees of astonishing height. Waves of the many oceans crash upon the land as the sea life below exist in perfect harmony. That all changed, when The End began.   The glowing brilliance of Palcronos came to an abrupt, and savage end. Now, shackles of decay have brought the planet to its knees. Hidden amongst the leaves, deep within the mountains, high up in the trees, and lurking beneath the waves lie horrific beings, brought about by the opening of the Rift. Monstrosities that have no purpose tainting the land and sea in which they dwell. These creatures feast on the fauna that surrounds them and bleed their beauty away, leaving only husks. The once flowing waterfalls have gone still. The valley winds have ceased, the mines have eroded, their once glowing ores now cloudy and inert. The sky high trees have toppled, their trunks now festering with vermin.   Palcronos' beauty must be returned. The natural cycles of the planet have begun to cease, one by one. Few Sanctuaries, harboring the survivors of The End remain, and they are fighting for every inch. The monstrosities have made the world their home, and it is time for Palcronos to be returned to its rightful owners.