Crown of the North, Hub of the World; Who could guess what drew you here? There are as many reasons to come to the city of Firelock as there are souls in the world.
This is a city that’s grown fat off the recent wars. Trade winds sweep eastward, giving us easy passage to ports months distant. Countless rivers empty into the ocean here.
The Trade Winds Bring Visitors from Across Oceans
Ships travel to and from lands unknown to generations before. Merchants from all the nations of the world dock here. Monsters, also. We have come to know the horrors of distant lands.
The Cannons Are Silent, for Now
We have known the cruelest of wars. For a generation, armies have marched across our nation, starvation and plague in their wake. There is a treaty, giving both sides time to re-arm and for a new generation of soldiers to come of age.
In the Wake of Disaster, the Supernatural Returns
Mankind has lost its grip on this land. In hollow places left behind by plague and war, the fae have returned. Werewolves, vampires, and trolls prey on the weak.