The Last In The Chamber

Prologue: Welcome!

The land of Kornicais a vast and strange land, filled with many different cultures, walks of life, races, technologies, and of course magics. Although each place has their own take on everything, their own styles if you will. Whether it's the natural progression of the magical forces in the deep forests or the constant push for technological superiority of the high off mountains. There's endless tales to be told, and even more yet to be spun. But the one you're here for whether you know it or not can be found in the deserts of Rool. Specifically the most deadly, treacherous, and dangerous part nicknamed Satan's Cereal bowl. The reason for the bowl half of its name is due to its bowl shape, walls so high no one has ever been able to scale them once they fall down them. Now this may be my own love of ancient history and rumors but i feel a need to inform you of the main reason people think its a bowl. You see many historians, myself included, believe that there was once a holy city where all lived together in pure harmony right in the center of the cereal bowl, stretching out for miles around. But every good moment must have a bad, that is the way of the world. An ancient evil was released, an all mighty being that laid waste to the land. All that was left was a crater in the Terra, with the sun now amplified 10 fold in the area and a constant state of dread now matter who you are. No one knows why either one of these are the fact and no one knows what happened to that being but many have theroies who wouldn't? Although I do believe that mine is the correct one, then again I know only facts nothing else. Well enough about that, you get the picture don't you? Cause if you don't you'd betteer catch on quick because I truly do enjoy this tale. Even though the bard who wrote it is fairly inexperienced at retelling stories. I truly enjoy it. Now enough with my ramblings here you are. At World's End