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welcome to drystone

A masterful hunter, a greenhorn pyromancer, and an old homestead. These all came together to form Drystone. Drystone is just a little town, a mile and a half away from the tracks that run throughout the Plains and beyond the edges of Dragonhome. Yet, the refuse and oddities of Sorneith wind up at the doors of Drystone. When a new member arrives, however, it's like they're coming home again, to those who know them best.

Drystone however, has come to mean something more. It is a bastion against the Shade, and its' armies of darkness. This little frontier town is gonna need to fight tooth'n'nail, down to the last bullet to turn back the tides of apocalypse.

The Shade is the leftover evil of a demonic force, from a time when the whole of Sorneith sat below ice, and ancient beasts roamed the glaciers and seas, their final act, to bury the demon so far down that no one would ever touch it. This took much sacrifice, wiping out a whole clan, but was mostly successful. Stuck below the bedrock, the nearly dead demon regrew it's strength, waiting to be freed by its masters.

But the explosions of a materialistic technomancer shook it's darkness to light, and the peaceable town of Drystone was set into a war against ancients, and the souls of the dead that lay in the plain. Spirits worked their way into thousands, and another thousand more. Soulless archers rode undead mounts, reanimated cougars prowled, and lich dragons sprung from the earth like an unholy crop.

Having plead for help, the godlike rulers of each state sent fodder to the town, which the veterans could only give rudimentary training and an old peashooter to before pointing them off towards the demon's army. They were the Exalted, heroes after death, each of their demises a blow to the demon forces.

However, what Drystone's citizens don't know is that each of them are cosmically linked- ancient bonds, across eons and species. Once, when huge reptiles walked the earth, they too had to fight the demonic hordes. The entire clan where Drystone now rests was wiped out in a final magic bid to destroy the demon. Their souls were cast throughout the world, though bound to return. Now, when the world needs heroes, they are returned.

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