Red Earth

The Night of Red Earth

The conjunction of two realms of existence is never easy. The very ground beneath your feet can be displaced as facets of one world try to find space in another. As terrible as these events can be none has ever compared to the Night of Red Earth. A massive volcano, a phenomenon unknown to the region before that night, erupted in the centre of the capital city of Radam, and only those living on the outskirts were able to flee in time. The mountain of stone and molten rock appeared fully formed and laid waste to the city.

This could have been the end of this awful night and still a tragedy but then the ash fell over the rest of what would become the Damarin Rift, or the Red Wastes, and the people started to change. Animals perished in droves but just as many emerged changed. They became creatures of endless change with quicksilver flesh and virulent with disease. These beasts fell upon the survivors and those who lived away from the capital and those that survived their attacks were ever changed by the plague that followed.

The other nations of Asharn moved quickly to quarantine the region and even then virulent outbreaks spread through all the nearby cities. By the time the full consquences of the Night of Red Earth were contained millions of people had perished. Unlike the other rifts that exist upon Asharn the Red Wastes fluctuate, epxand and contact in unpredictable ways. Twice the nearby nations tried to build walls and fortresses around the perimeter to keep it contained. Twice these fortifications were consumed by the wastes and the ruined bones of them left behind. They haven't tried a third time.

Type

Metaphysical, Demonic