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The Crucible
Where things are born anew.
Deep in the heart of the Feudal Continent lie a legendary site where man could become myth. The ancient symbol of hope known all over Vescrutia withstood the ebbs and flows of history, standing for eons as the model for harmony in the world. Regarded as a holy place, able to grant the wishes of anyone brave enough to weather the pilgrimage, Arcturus was a place where the strong and the daring had a chance to take control of the narrative of history. From all across the world from all walks of life, people dreamed of making a better way for themselves and their loved ones. Some exceptionally fortunate individuals have their names told of in legends and their people bask in the lineage of their fortune. Arcturus was the meeting place of history, where legends and life converged, unfurling the tapestry of history.
The legacy lasting eons quieted in a single night.
The entire site, overflowing with the vigor of generations birthed a phenomenon known all across Vescrutia as The Trinity. The Trinity in most legends was a special configuration of Vescrutia’s core pillars that overcome seemingly insurmountable odds. In the wake of this tragedy, The Trinity have been called out for their failure to heed the call of destiny. As fate would have it, The Legend of The Trinity was shrouded in mystery, but now they are only heard in whispers of disillusionment.
The Fall of Arcturus took with it a semblance of hope for much of Vescrutia’s people. The possibility that a hallowed, revered place being reduced to a barren wasteland over the course of a single evening shook the world to its core. Whatever had the power to snuff out a planet’s sigil of hope left little recourse for people who relied on its existence but to n take the narrative of history into their own hands.
People the world over began preparing for what they assumed to be the end times, or the beginning of a new age of uncertainty. Friends and family abandoned each other in search of a sign of hope. Neighbors turned against neighbors to protect what they held dear. Villains became emboldened by the despair pervading the land and moved in droves to spread chaos and carnage through their machinations. And in the span of a year, the world teetered on the precipice of unbridled chaos.
Ten years have passed since The Crucible fell, heralding the Age of Uncertainty.
A timeless treasure crafted by the Architects of Old was leveled into a barren wasteland devoid of life, an all consuming empty scar on the planet’s surface, a blemish on its history and the evolution of its people. Even the champions said to have resided there have vanished just as mysteriously as the construct itself, taking any semblance of hope with them.
Everywhere one goes, they ask the same thing:
Where have the Champions all gone???
FIND YOUR ANSWER...
Click here to explore some of the Roadmaps laid out to explore the depths of Vescrutia's lore.
The Crucible
Where things are born anew.
Deep in the heart of the Feudal Continent lie a legendary site where man could become myth. The ancient symbol of hope known all over Vescrutia withstood the ebbs and flows of history, standing for eons as the model for harmony in the world. Regarded as a holy place, able to grant the wishes of anyone brave enough to weather the pilgrimage, Arcturus was a place where the strong and the daring had a chance to take control of the narrative of history. From all across the world from all walks of life, people dreamed of making a better way for themselves and their loved ones. Some exceptionally fortunate individuals have their names told of in legends and their people bask in the lineage of their fortune. Arcturus was the meeting place of history, where legends and life converged, unfurling the tapestry of history.
The legacy lasting eons quieted in a single night.
The entire site, overflowing with the vigor of generations birthed a phenomenon known all across Vescrutia as The Trinity. The Trinity in most legends was a special configuration of Vescrutia’s core pillars that overcome seemingly insurmountable odds. In the wake of this tragedy, The Trinity have been called out for their failure to heed the call of destiny. As fate would have it, The Legend of The Trinity was shrouded in mystery, but now they are only heard in whispers of disillusionment.
The Fall of Arcturus took with it a semblance of hope for much of Vescrutia’s people. The possibility that a hallowed, revered place being reduced to a barren wasteland over the course of a single evening shook the world to its core. Whatever had the power to snuff out a planet’s sigil of hope left little recourse for people who relied on its existence but to n take the narrative of history into their own hands.
People the world over began preparing for what they assumed to be the end times, or the beginning of a new age of uncertainty. Friends and family abandoned each other in search of a sign of hope. Neighbors turned against neighbors to protect what they held dear. Villains became emboldened by the despair pervading the land and moved in droves to spread chaos and carnage through their machinations. And in the span of a year, the world teetered on the precipice of unbridled chaos.
Ten years have passed since The Crucible fell, heralding the Age of Uncertainty.
A timeless treasure crafted by the Architects of Old was leveled into a barren wasteland devoid of life, an all consuming empty scar on the planet’s surface, a blemish on its history and the evolution of its people. Even the champions said to have resided there have vanished just as mysteriously as the construct itself, taking any semblance of hope with them.
Everywhere one goes, they ask the same thing:
Where have the Champions all gone???
FIND YOUR ANSWER...
Click here to explore some of the Roadmaps laid out to explore the depths of Vescrutia's lore.
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