Characters - The Longtail

    What price must a son pay for the sins of his father? 

    The Longtail. Loner, explorer, pathfinder. An itinerant wanderer driven to travel far and wide, across the Inner and Outer Worlds. Few were the paths that had not felt his strides, and the sights he had seen were the stuff of legends.

    Yet no songs will ever be sung of his exploits.

    The Temple of the Old Gods in Red City was the most powerful organisation in all of Red Desert. Hoarding as many of the legacies of the long gone entities as the Temple could find over the centuries had given its priests enormous influence and power.

    Many years ago, a rogue priest opened the Skybridge, an artifact of the Old Gods that allowed near instant travel across vast distances, to one of the Outer Worlds. The volatile atmosphere from the Outer World surged through the Skybridge and ignited a conflagration that burnt the Temple and Red City to the ground.

        That rogue priest was his father. Only a pup at that time, he suffered a grievous wound from the Great Fire that left him scarred and forever unable to speak. He and his mother were later stripped of all their possessions and their names for the crimes of his father. Hounded out of Red City, they were exiled and put under pain of death if they were ever to return.

No one had seen his father since, and the question why haunted the Longtail and became a crippling burden on his conscience. When he came of age, he left his aging mother behind to fend for herself and struck out on a journey to find answers from a father he never knew.

    For years he searched fruitlessly. With no name and cast out from society, he was forced into solitude and his obsession pushed him further and further adrift. He is a pathfinder, self-reliant, able to survive anywhere through wit and courage, but even someone like him can loose his way.....

Characters - The Iron King

    The Iron King. Savage, ambitious, ruthless. A slave condemned to toil for life in the vicious iron mines of Howlstone, the Iron King clawed his way to power, crowning himself ruler of the ancient city by instigating a slave revolt.

    Howlstone, the oldest city in the Red Desert, had been decadent with a rotten core. The old king had surrounded himself with courtiers and ministers more interested in currying favor than in governing. Beneath the outward displays of wealth, the people of Howlstone had groaned under weight of the ruler's greed.

    Then came revolution:

        Born into lifelong servitude in the iron mines, a nameless slave had suffered the cruel lashes of his station in life. As the voracious appetite of the ruling elites in Howlstone grew, the lashes grew heavier and cut deeper.  Always, the slave questioned why. Why did he have to suffer this injustice, and what gave them the right to take his freedom away?  Where was it written that this was his life and there could be nothing more?  Resentment and rage grew within the slave until one day, a slave driver went too far.  The slave went into a berserk fury and crushed the slave driver's skull with his bare hands. 

It would have spelled certain doom for the slave, but his blind rage pushed him through and pulled the rest of his fellow slaves into open revolt. Seizing control of the mines, the slave staged his rebellion, and slaughtered his way to power.

    The Iron King now rules Howlstone with a pitiless guile that belied his brutish appearance. Under his merciless rule, the rot that had infested the city has been washed away by the blood of its former rulers. Order has returned to Howlstone, but whether its people are better off remains to be seen.....