Call to War

Arcadia - Mountains of Fang

When the Spring arrived and the ices started to melt and the frozen slopes thawed, Fang's valleys and canyons were transformed. Long twisting riverways and springs made their way down from the ever frozen peaks down to the lowlands, transforming the landscape as their brought life with it.

Noraura's Gift, the clans of the Odonine called it. Of course it was simply the passing of the seasons but the hard folks of Fang held fast to their ancient traditions.

This was the time the men of the clans started to take their lean goat herds to green pasture so they could grow fatter with fresh grass, produce richer meat and milk and stronger for rutting season.

This Spring was diferent however. No one alive in Fang remembered a year such as this. A War Chieftain had risen in the last years in among the Odonine and with this Spring, culmination of his plans were about to come to fruition. To lead the clans to untold glory or disastrous doom.

Most tribes had already bent the knee to the Aghul and their leaders bow their foreheads to Koshnem's knuckles. And now all those that answered the call, were summoned. Summoned to the greatest enterprise their people had seen in generations.

And so it was that the tending of fields and of the animals was left in the hand of children and women as most men of fighting age started to make their way down the slopes and cliffs of Fang, into the edges of their domain to launch a war that would change the face of Arcadia forever...