The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Time nears the end. We stand on the very brink of the unknown, and soon... nothing will be the same.
Several centuries ago, huge airships ascended into the sky and several colonies were established on the moon, civilization's crowning achievement. Over time, loyalty to the kingdoms of our world waned and the moon colonies became independent nations. These nations united under one banner and an empire emerged.
A massive project to reduce the cost of launching trade airships back to our world resulted in a city sized double-sided ramp curving up from the surface and pointed at the land below. Over time, "The Knife" grew as generations of shipping companies added to it to reduce costs more and more. Today, it is about the size of a country and casts enough of a shadow that it can be used as a global sundial at night.
Rumors abound about the tranquil paradise that is the Moon Empire Celestia. Long life, extended youth, perpetual luxury, no crime or strife, and so on. What is known is that it is very wealthy and very hard for outsiders to enter. Also that it is barren and anything living up there is borrowed from down here.
So why have the ships stopped flying? Why has there been no word from Celestia? Its as though the world is holding it's breath. But for what? The stars themselves seem to be hiding some terrible truth about to be made known.
Heart Forest - a vast wood sacred to the Elves and many other races. Only a few decades ago, war threatened to defile this mystical place, maybe destroy it entirely, but King Josef Pish of the nearby human Kingdom of Veyer was able to defend the land and is now the official protector of the forest.
You all have traveled to this woods for various reasons, perhaps an assassin is meeting a secret contact here, perhaps an invoker child just wandered this way, perhaps a warden is here on summons for the spirits of the woods itself. Your reasons are your own, and you likely traveled alone.
Suddenly, the sound of a woman's scream pierces the tranquility of the forest! You rush to see what may be amiss! At a clearing in the trees is a horrific sight! Three hobgoblins are cheering as three wolves are tearing a teenage human girl to pieces!
Tim: Bring in any characters you want, any number you want. I'll fill in the blanks.
Roll initiatives!
2 hobgoblin archers (level 3 artillery) 13 + 7(Hob archer) = 20
1 hobgoblin warcaster (level 3 controller) 13 + 5(warcaster) = 18
3 gray wolves (level 2 skirmisher)13 + 5(wolves) = 18
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