"Thousands of years ago, our great God brought us to this land. He told his prophet that here was a place where Evil might finally be defeated. The great God made this place from pieces of all lands--a place where we might fight the wicked of all realms without concern for collateral damage or morality; here, Evil could not hide. We, the heroes' descendants, still work toward the God's grand victory--though others grow complacent and over-familiar with Evil."
-- Siraj vec Ampaad, Ylattish commandant-cleric
"Thousands of years ago, a powerful entity plucked chunks of land from all corners of the cosmos, slammed it together in a patchwork continent-world, and populated it with "evil" likewise stolen from across the multiverse. A chaotic prison, but the designated criminals have come together to flourish despite the entity's plans."
--Rosewill Bellmane, runaway Waterweald alchemist
"Thousands of years ago, a god snapped--and when they go, they go BIG. No one knows his pantheon or his place--his crime affects all realms. He stole places and people, shoved them together, and then left or sat back to laugh. Some say this is a battlefield constructed for a 'champions' war'." Some call it a prison. I say it's a zoo."
-- Orlim Whitview, figurehead Highlands noble
Welcome to X, where your species matters far less than your location. Though it has been thousands of years since the pieces of plane that make up x where put here--probably--factions still tend to cleave along the boundaries. Each region, or "patch," touches between two and twenty other patches. Who are you, in this land populated with champions, with Evil, or with exhibits? Finish this war, or try to make your way in this land of many lands.
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