Description
The tower Redringar lords over a dark space, the domain of a lesser house on the fringes of the Verrho Marches. Little light from the Rupture illuminates these regions, leaving civilization dependant on the furnaces burning Phlogiston siphoned from the Aether.
The fire burning at the heart of Redringar is a potent one, stoked up in a core blessed by shards of the living star. Sworn Smiths to the patron magnate of this tower forge their great works in its flames, creating armor famed in all the Technocracy.
Despite this, neither the magnate nor his guilds ever aligned with the higher powers that be, choosing instead fierce independence, and a life far removed from the heartlands and the umbilical. Their devotion and loyalty belong first to the flame and its spirits, and their promise to one day return whatever is forged therein back to the crucible.
Sapient Stars - original project by Martechi
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