Discovering the Mystery of the East

Intro
Do you remember?

It feels so long ago that it happened. Was it weeks, months, or years? Were you even there? Was it all just a dream?

You were mercenaries on an expedition brought to tame the unconquered lands of Norgarron. Was it chance that you were chosen to find the first group that went ahead and got lost? The temple you found was steeped in eldritch magical energy. You became trapped in the jungle of trees surrounding it. You entered and found four rooms. In one you encountered your futures, in the other you fought the sea itself, then you battled the fires of war, in the final room you came against the fall of a kingdom you never knew.

As you left you must have felt it wasn’t the end. You recall falling through the stars. And at the end that orange light. You never saw that color anywhere in the temple. Were the hints of the futures you saw true? You, your loved ones, and your friends coming to horrific ends. The way she spoke to you in her chamber filled with mist. It haunts you now even with thousands of leagues between you and the pyramid temple.

The hints and whispers guide you. Beyond the Sapphire Sea lies an empire that eclipses all understanding of Torrovion s citizens. No one there goes hungry because food is plentiful and free. War is rare because the Metsun Dynasty holds complete control over most of the lands. Smaller kingdoms on the borders wouldn’t dare go against them. They are rich and powerful and require no outside assistance. Trade is rare because what would they need from anyone else?

But… something is changing. Word travels from Joniatsu that food is not growing as it normally does. Criminal acts, normally very rare, are occuring even in the capital Otsuchi City. People are slowly losing faith in the political system that has been trusted for tens of thousands of years. As you hear and read of these events, specific words stand out to you. Webs of deceit. Chaos in the outskirt villages. A grand conspiracy controlled as though it was a puppet guided by it’s hand and strings. You reach out to those that were beside you that day long ago. Curiously, some respond that you don’t know but seem to be experiencing the same things you have. A driving force pushes you all towards something you know you must confront. You gather in a city state on the eastern coast of the Kedirrian Conglomerate. A Capitano out of Chichizia offers you passage on his ship, The Gossamer Rose, promising passage to the heart of the Metsun Empire…… it’s time to make sense of all of this.