The end of a long and terrible war ushered in a decade of relative peace for Sekkai. The land returned to it’s prosperous and joyful prime as reconstruction made headway. Dragons, the winged protectors of Sekkai, grew abundant and powerful. Elements of every sort darted across the skies and plains with their riders, snuffing out the lingering remains of their corrupted enemies. Their mammalian cousins, the Draux, swiftly patrolled the borders and city streets. Massive Dire wolves raced between the varying climates, destroying the smallest, darkest of intents.

A truce was struck with their fallen enemies to the west. The Tainted, a nation of once-corrupted Sekkians, simmered, biding their time. Blind malice did not guide the Toxic Queens. They were smart, cunning, and knew that the key to overcoming a much larger opponent and reclaiming their land was not a full-fronted assault.

The Influenza, Mycotic, and Rosemary dragons beneath Tainted Queen Augari’s caustic wings worked their magic at her behest. At the end of their long and tedious experiments, a new pathogen was created and set loose upon the mainland. The disease finally exploded two weeks after Sekkai's annual autumn festivals. Livestock, not dragons, swiftly and brutally perished. The pandemic immediately wounded Sekkai, for what was a proud, strong military without a source of food?

The Toxic Queens watched as Nyushi’s golden Empress struggled to maintain hold over her people. Riots ripped apart Sekkai with escalating violence. A military police was formed, but would it help? The Queens had their rightful throne. They had a fortress. They had an indomitable army. Their foes were bent to their knees. And now, with the puppeteered return of the Nightmare Nidhogg, they had the control they needed to bring their legion back from the muck the Sekkians had quashed them into. Wielding that terrible power, the tainted forces mounted a surprise attack to retake the ancient fortress of Iyalruek -- and they succeeded with bloody consequence.

But there was something to the simple equation of power that the Tainted weren’t quite expecting. Although it had long laid dormant, it began to move in the aftermath of their terrible plague. It grew, biding its time. The quiet, unseen resilience watched. It waited. It planned. And now, it was rising. Under cover of darkness, secret meetings set and planned siege and sabotage. While military police routed out the exposed rebels where they hid, the heart of their organization reached out to those hurt and scarred by Sekkian Empress Kahna’s growing instability and violence and against her own populace. Unable to push back the dissent and dissatisfaction of the people by force, the growing resentment culminated in a stunning attack against the central palace at the capitol. When the dust settled, the streets ran bloody with the bodies of the fallen -- the most horrific of which was Kahna’s titan of a Celestial dragon, Kyuuen. The Empress, bare of her constant and most loyal, most powerful companion, was made truly alone upon her throne.

And what will you do? Will you help Sekkai recover from it’s wounds and uphold the law of the land? Will you rip the whole of the continent from end to end in order to glean a name for yourself in history? Or will you scheme, quietly, and work tediously to overthrow your oppressors when they least expect it?

Things aren’t always so black and white.

Welcome, then, to Sekkai Fractures.


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