Campaign Hook

It was an aeon ago that the Dragon's fell from the sky and shattered mountains, marking the victory of the Great Alliance. That Alliance has long since shattered, too. Millennia ago the Blackblood rebellion brought the collapse of all Goblinkind, and not long after the Kingdoms of Men were brought to heel. The Thee Tribes of the Great Alliance no longer standing together, but instead, the Elven Empire ruling All with an Iron fist out of necessity.

And now, centuries after the last known Kingdom of Men fell to ruin and Mankind found itself in shackles, came the Sundering War. A war not so great in scale as the Dragonfell, but great enough that weapons of magic and might came to clash and in their wake; The Continent too, was Shattered. A war waged for freedom from tyranny left the Races of Man, Goblin, and all other Lesser Races scattered... With the Continent shattered, the Elven Empress sequestered each of these races on Islands formed from the sundering where they would be far and away from her Empire... Free to live as they would, as long as they paid their dues and never, ever left the Island without permission.

For a time, this was fine. Humanity flourished in seclusion, the Goblinoid tribes reveled in their micro-nation, the Dwarves enjoyed their solitude, and the other races made the best of their situations. Yet, of course, it is not the nature of short-lived races with shorter memories to be content. Soon, men began to sail back to the shores of the Mainland they had shaped with their war. They came with biddings of new Kings of their own kind which will rise up to smite the Elven Empire which has oppressed them for generations.

And now, seeing this, it is with a heavy heart that the Empress puts out the call. Bidding those of noble heart and unrivaled ambition to present themselves to her for a test, for she must once again raise the flag of the Imperial Inquisition to seek out these would-be Monarchs and ensure they are no threat to the people of her lands. For though she is treated as a Tyrant, she seeks only to protect the balance of this world and even if the other races do not, she remembers the Dragons.

When Would-Be Monarchs raise their Swords against the Gods, it's the people that suffer the most.

With the word whispered on every lip, every denizen of the Empire knows now is their chance to rise to power and position, to be not one among the masses but to become one above all others. Whether you are an Elven Noble seeking to prove yourself worthy of leading your family, or a lowly Human with a license to work as a Mercenary on the mainland that wants to change life for your people, or even a disgusting Goblin Pyromancer who has lived as the assistant of an Alchemist, who now seeks a place of your own... Now is your chance.

So, step forward and take destiny by it's reigns. You won't get another chance.