In another time... another land...

The wind rises over the Dragon's Spine mountain range, cradling the northeastern continent of Corvosa. It blew through the blasted rock, topped by the snow capped peak of Mt. Turalisj'usk, overlooking the Great Blue Beyond. The wind picked up speed, floating down over the Bladegrass Plains, bristling through the buckwheat and tato fields. It rode along the Larger Way, the paved road patrolled by the Ardclough Guard.

Past the road it blew, the scent of orange blossoms blooming heavy along the Ironwood Forest, carrying with it the scent of jasmine, lilacs, and citrus flowers all along the way.

As it sailed overhead the mighty Dragon's Tongue river that carved through the landscape, the wind picked up speed along the road, towards Ardclough, City of Stone. The walls towered high and mighty above the landscape, impossible to scale in size and fortification. They paled in comparison to the mighty stone pillar, the center of the city capital, and home to the greatest power the people of Corvosa have ever known.

For the people Corvosa are a hardy lot. Built with the spirit of courage and adventure in a world teeming with dangers, but riches beyond compare for those with the strength to tame her beauty. But she is a jealous land, and when a new Calamity comes to threaten her, her children and together, and pour their hearts into the Stone of Awakening. From this massive carved pillar since time immemorial, the Heroic Aspects are called forth to deliver them from catastrophe. The Red Hand of Doom. The Dragon Extinction. The Convulsion of Planes. The World Eater. Every adventure, every crisis, every Calamity... the Aspects, and the Kin they call forth as the only companions they take, have always won the day, always to return to their halls of infinite glory, to their Valhalla. They are as wild and varied as the stars in the sky, and it is a common legend that each star in the sky represents a different Aspect, and the most courageous of them all connect into constellations.

Now, as then, a Calamity approaches. The very sky shakes and heralds flaming balls of molten rock that streak across the sky and smash into the earth, ripping Corvosa apart at her seams. The damage from impact alone is nothing that Corvosa cannot handle, but what happens afterwards is what the Aspects are here for. Creatures, monsters, and men and mer alike are finding these Hearts that fall from the sky, becoming twisted and overcome with a sort of magic the likes of which has never been seen before. Eldritch abominations at best, and twisted vessels of power at worst, these Hearts must be found and overcome, and a way to stop the Hearts from falling and the sky from breaking.