Welcome to Maelstrom!
Epic dark fantasy in the world of Rook
… And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty. Make thick my blood,
Stop up th’access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
Th’ effect and it.
– Macbeth: Act 1, Scene 5
Welcome to the maelstrom of Rook, you are of a rare dying breed, free beings, mortals not under the domain of The Breathless Empire. You and your kind have been driven from your homelands for the last 500 years.
You and your compatriots are now on the brink of a great final extinction. Preparing to make a final stand at The City of Light, you and your battle brethren form a guard to protect the outlands from The Adversary while workers toil frantically to construct a stronghold in which survival may be possible.