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>In a fantasy world...
These are the dying days of humanity, as extinction circles ever-nearer. The old alliances dead, home abandoned, left to perish in this harsh new land. Attacked by enemies on all sides and rotted by traitors within, bit by bit picked apart as a carcass. Each day there are less of us and more of them, and some now argue it would have been better to have remained in the homeland and died with dignity.
And yet even in these darkest of times, perhaps there is still hope? The great river of the Underworld, so choked with the innumerable dead like never before, that the very flow of the river reversed for a time and spat out something... unexpected. A god of those humans from the ancient world, imprisoned supposedly for all time beneath the river yet unexpectedly freed. Free to find the dying flock, and act accordingly.
But which god is it, that will either stand for the humans in their time of need, or carry them to their final rest?
>Storm - Dominion above all, let the enemies of humanity live in fear of the sky.
>War - The supreme authority, humanity will not go without a fight.
>Love - That which conquers all, the strength of humanity is together.
>Craft - Look upon my works, at the loom and the workbench and the forge, humanity's salvation will be made.
