The Circle of Chains

Our Heroes begin their stories in the City of Fa-Gyelso, a once great metropolis filled with varied arts and crafts. Now a ruin, it welcomes newcomers as it tries to recover its old glory.  
Each with its own desires and goals, the Heroes came together in a dire situation where they had to save captured villagers from a cut of necromancers, and now start their real adventure in the streets of the once great capital of sea trading. Unbeknownst to them, the entire continent is slowly descending into a vortex of chaos from which it may not escape.
To the North, the great lords of the northern houses are constantly occupied in civil wars and prospects of raids to the south, neglecting the lives of their people. Necromancy circles spawn like weeds in every forest and cave, abducting and sacrificing every villager the increasingly rampant abominations and frost monster do not hunt down first.
The East is being ruled by the cult of Bahamut, which seems to deviate from what the elders remember it to be. This cult is harsh, unforgiving, and requires flesh as a proof of loyalty and devotion. There is hardly a single commoner who is not maimed or crippled at the hand of these donations of good faith, and yet, the influence of this cult keeps growing ever further in all directions.
The South, devastated after the Great Southern War, now looks up to the chaotic northern Kingdoms, awaiting for a chance to pay back all the pain inflicted upon them. But rumors claim the raiding tribes of the continent further south have been called to arms in a massive expedition north. Battles larger than the ones who decided the current southern borders might be on the horizon.
The West, covered in blue wild waves, is home to ruthless pirates who terrify every merchant who dares to sail the faster tides of the Abyssal Current. The prospect of treasure and adventure in riding the Current to new undiscovered lands is only matched by the fear of facing the eyes lurking in the water depths.  
The possibilities for the Heroes are limitless. If they wish to become lords of a castle, slayers of dragons, commanders of an army or a guild of underground criminals, the ways are clear for them. But time is short, and the first pebble has fallen in the avalanche to come.