Felarya. A world set between dimensions. A world where nature and beauty abounds. A world where one mistake could mean death. Of all the creatures that inhabit this dangerous land, many eat humans. Many a unlucky adventurer, treasure hunter, or wanderer has become food for even the sentient, semi-human beasts that inhabit Felarya. The land is fraught with perils, where even the plants can be voracious. Even the laws of physics do not apply to the magic that many of Felarya's inhabitants wield. Humans have only thrived in heavily fortified or well hidden cities and settlements. Some have tried to conquer Felarya. All have failed. Mostly thanks to the Guardians, mythical, godlike beings that have the power to wipe out an entire army instantly. It is because of them, and the world's other dangers, that Felarya has remained unconquered... until now.

Never before has something like this happened. Somehow, Felarya was brought into a physical space, without anyone even noticing, as nothing seemed to happen, and because inter-dimensional travel continues unhindered. But this event signalled the coming of change. No longer would Felarya remain unchecked, uncharted, untameable. The coming of a civilisation, advanced beyond all others, marked the coming of a new era. Not even the Guardians, as powerful as they are, can survive this civilisation's strongest weapons. They can bend space itself, and perhaps even time itself. Magic counters do not work against them, for their power comes from science alone. Their technology is unmatched. Able to build worlds, this civilisation has come to reclaim this one. And their Warrior-Servants have been angered with the contempt shown upon the Mantle by the voracious, sentient beings of Felarya. It takes a great deal to provoke this civilisation into war, but once war has been declared, they carry it out with brutal efficiency. This world may take them longer than others, but Felarya will be tamed.


The Reclamation has begun...


The Forerunners, have returned...