[THE TOURISM BOARD IS ABOVE ALL]

‘A long time ago, in the lifetimes of your ancestors as they bred new blood into your line there was a boy and girl barely out of their teens.

The Empire was in chaos back then. Corruption, war, famine. They wanted to survive.

In truth, they who got lucky and found a wounded dragon who was recovering in a distant, lost cave.

The fact that they were starving to death helped.

They snuck in and drank enough of its blood to gain power to shove a boulder, crushing the head of the beast.

And so it began.

Sometimes, just, sometimes you get lucky.

Other times you need to work so hard that blood drips from your eyes.

Are you willing to fight for mere coin and survive or listen and become more?’

[The reborn Flame Emperor talking to a Rogue Mercenary. Recorded by Spies of the Eternal Ice Empress]

The Flame Emperor, worshipped as a living god has been dead for a hundred years.

The founder of the Battlezone Empire lost to the ravages of time and forgotten myths.

His beloved the Ice Empress has ruled in his absence, a bored immortal who allows the nobles and elite to control a corrupted and decadent Empire.

The original Flame Emperor returns but without his powers, his weapons, his armour he needs to begin anew without strength or support.

He is angry at the Empire he once ruled over ended in a decaying country which once held such promise.

Vowing to himself to destroy what he once built he needs to regain his former godhood and meet his beloved once more for answers.

The Battlezone Empire will fall by his hands or he’ll fall into the empty void of death once more