The Day the World Went Away

About the adventure

Welcome to Paryllaxx. In a distant corner of the multiverse, there exists a world the size of a brown dwarf star. The geographical effects of its accelerated planetary rotation have caused the landmasses to twist into what appears from the heavens as a large, unending spiral. This, in turn, has caused the oceans to follow suit and is the reason the entire oceanic flow has been named the Spyral Sea by those who travel it. Let us zoom in closer to the Central Spyral, and focus the continent of Qualtus. The continent has been divided by three powers: the western Republic of Folxirus, the central Kingdom of Myriax, and the more-recent founding of the human-led Mozor Confederation to the east. A century before, Confederation territory had been inhabited mostly by dragonborn until colonized by humans on a pilgrimage from parts unknown. It took little time for the humans to gain control, forcing the dragonborn into servitude. It was 50 years ago when Sebastian Mozor declared himself Supreme Chancellor over the territories when the Mozor Confederation finally achieved its recognized status as one of the three Powers. 25 years ago, a dragonborn known as Malificus the Razor Hand rallied other dragonborn under his banner and began to reclaim the lands for his people...so named “The Razor Hand” because during a duel to the death with Mozor himself, rumors say Malificus (bare handedly) slapped the Supreme Chancellor so hard, the human’s head was sliced clean from his shoulders. Leadership of the Confederation passed to Mozor’s son, Sebastian Mozor II, who was far more ruthless with the dragonborn than his father ever dared to be. Rumors spread that both Myriax and Folxirus offered support to Malificus and his army. Five years into the war, Malificus challenged Mozor II to a duel, who quickly accepted. That duel was to take place 20 years ago, on the 19th of Helmber...what has since become known as the Missing Day. Nobody claims memory of that Missing Day...but there are rumors of those who do remember and are cursed to be unable to reveal the Secret: The Keepers. It is not known if Malificus was one of these Keepers but it is known that on the 20th of Helmber, Malificus abandoned his people and disappeared. The Confederation seized the opportunity to beat the leaderless dragonborn into submission...and then swiftly banished the survivors to a large island 70 miles from the mainland--now named Mal’s Folly as a reminder of the dragonborn--rebranded as Malificus the Craven. Today is the 20th anniversary of the Missing Day. Mozor’s grip on the Confederation is challenged by none. Non-human races are tolerated, if only for cheap labor...though dragonborn remain a rare sight. Our story begins on the opposite end of Confederation territory in a town where the destinies of a handful of adventurers are about to converge....