
Zhurin is, if nothing else, a world of hardship. Devoid of the grace and guidance of the gods, Zhurin has prospered as a place where only the fittest survive and there’s a constant war between predators and prey.
The balance is kept between the Spirits, who do not interfere in the path life takes, but in most things, the war marches on. The sentient races, evolved from the greatest predators, war on each other over the ages, from the deep rain forests of Draelyk, to the windscorched deserts of Sorth. |

Nothing is set in stone, and nothing is certain; except for the fact that history will always repeat itself - time and time again.
Elyu is a post-apocalyptic world on rebound, having endured a Cataclysm that once destroyed the entire planet, what is left of life on it's surface struggles to survive against the natural elements. Tainted earth and noxious airs poisoned by the fount of all life, and all magic on the planet; the Source.
Invaded by Otherworld races, fractured by false Gods and teetering on the brink of collapse; which way will the scales of Balance tip? |