Monday, June 28, 2010

Season 2 Intro

It’s been three months since the Chivillian heroes first set foot on the shores of the enemy nation of Thalassia, and much has changed since their journey first began.

Just as they first step foot off of their spy ship, the Nonamia, a fiery blast ripped the hull apart, sinking the vessel in a smoldering wake of destruction. Clearly, the ship they had previously sunk in a daring naval battle had called for backup. Upon finding nothing of their allied scout ship but a smoking oil spot on the water, a Thalassian distress signal was sent out, and all surrounding naval bases were set on high alert.

Pursued on to dry land by a legion of highly trained Thalassian soldiers, our heroes were hopelessly lost in an unfamiliar land filled with foes at every turn. Although they were originally able to remain undetected thanks to some impromptu disguises, the Chivillian heroes were eventually discovered while trying to make contact with their informant in the seaside town of Brineshire. All seemed lost, with the would-be spies held at gunpoint, when suddenly the ground began to violently quake as jagged fissures, hissing with a foul green smoke, ripped the very city asunder. In the ensuing chaos, our heroes escaped. It soon became apparent, however, that this was not a blessing, but a curse.

In the past decades, many scientific advances were made by the humanoid races on the surface world, and many nations were on the brink of industrial revolution. Unannounced to mankind, however, an ancient race not seen above ground in centuries had advanced far more quickly. The warring nations threw down their arms and trembled in fear as lumbering machines lurched forth from the ground itself, and foul constructs spewed an acrid green smoke into the air, blotting out the sun and poisoning both flora and fauna. Entire cities were wiped off the map, as these horrible contraptions summoned portals to the Elemental Chaos directly above any humanoid settlement; the sheer size of these magical gateways simply swallowed the cities en masse. Clearly, this mysterious machine race valued one thing only: a world wiped clean of both the life-giving sun, and of any “lesser” races.

Quinn was the first to fall when the Chivillian heroes were confronted by the mechanical menace; he was crushed in the very outhouse where he hid by one of the machine creature’s gargantuan limbs. Mochi was next, as sheer bad luck claimed her life; she was sent spiraling into a gaping chasm that had suddenly opened in the ground. Finally, the party lost contact with Wolfrend and Leia during a chaotic battle with scores of mechanical drones; their fate is still unknown.

However, all hope is not lost! Erwise has etched out a meager resistance in a derelict chapel with the remnants of the Thalassian Thieves Guild. Joining him is the unpredictable Thrand Redfist, serving as the devious arcane “muscle” of the guild. A fiery Genasi, Fernal, has also joined his cause (as it turns out, Genasi and Elementals don’t take too kindly to entire cities being carelessly flung into their realm). Finally, a radio in the chapel’s bell tower was able to make contact with the surviving members of the Chivillian military: the ever-practical General Octavius and the ever-paranoid Engineer Xavier. The last supply package that Xavier sent contained a surprise, Book, the loyal Warforged warrior. The accopanying communiqué fortold that Xavier’s next care package would be arriving on this very day…

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