just happened to check the moment you posted. yay
no, I wasn't thinking the graid. if he attacked the graid that would be it for them (also they dont have a government).
I don't want to give too much away. but:
starting from the very begining would be tedious, and I want this to be as user-friendly as possible
the idea is several months ago, Hnangha entered our regions and planets have been engulfed. attack against it are ineffective against it. meanwhile Iavolg have been spread to scores of worlds to prepare them for Hnanghas eventual arrival (kill everything and wrap the planet in flesh). and while they have not overun them, are firmly dug in and unremovable. its a gradual but inevitable loss.
but then someone came, someone much like one of the attackers, but not hostile. nobody knows who he is where he came from. he was found among the refugies escaping one of the lost worlds. he asked to stand before the council of the defending races and present himself. he was eventualy granted his audiance. here, he explained some and gave a proposition.
I appreciate your hesitation with me. I know it has become your instinct to kill anything small and creeping, as it should be. Allow me to explain who I am and what I know. I will try to be very brief.
Those things, well you can probably tell by my appearance, were like me once. Or at least, their predecessors were; they don’t live long. We come from a far land. Beautiful, though they rarely saw it. Most of them lived in monolithic blocks, pipelines, and the manufactories they led to.
And there was war: Five nations in constantly shifting allegiances. Most ‘soldiers’ never saw battle, only the walls of the assembly where they built the components and munitions for artillery. It was a dreary and vicious existence.
But that changed, when one leader, a king of sorts, had a change of heart, and pursued a resolution. I will leave out unnecessary detail. It should be sufficient to say peace was eventually brought between two, three and then four of the nations. We were in the course of armistice with the fifth when something happened.
Someone had different plans for our kind. Secretly he designed and constructed something, an engine of destruction, built into the foundations of the megalopolis. Just before solidity could be made, it emerged. It did not attack directly. It used the children. A fog took the minds of the children and hatchlings, and they turned animalistic and volatile. The collapse was very fast; they grew faster.
Each nation was devoured, quite literally, and he took something from each. This made the Four, his most potent tools. When he reached the fifth, the one bold enough to try to bring unity, he took nothing.
The Engine and its offspring grew in size and number while my homeland diminished. Eventually it and its creator (who had now become dependent and part of his creation) abandoned and set upon new worlds to consume. Some of us, myself included, chose to leave with it, stowing away in the remote veins and catacombs. I suspect it knew of our presence, but its directives did not involve us anymore. I watched it destroy many worlds. It grew ever larger and more sophisticated, and it’s progeny more diverse and horrible.
That brings us to now.
I am Niyames, ruler of Ragara, king of kings, last noble of the Larenti, lord of the sky. I have told you these things because I need help. Because to save your people and free my kin, I must reach the core of the machine, this beast of blood and rust, find its master, and kill him.
so your PC's would be the group of specialists to embark on the mission to get there, with him as your guide. after that it gets interesting. there will be a traintop battle.
just don't be too green. this is for a nigh suicidal journey into the heart of darkness, after all.
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