Introduction
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INTRODUCTION
“Save your tears! The dead have Wept enough.”
Imagine an empire of glorious power. An entire race of militaristic, technologically advanced people rule over the better part of a continent. They are the Feldarin and they have ruled the humans for 5 centuries. Their invasion was stuff of legend, and bloody. But they brought with them advanced metallurgy, civil engineering, superior farming, construction, art and science. And magic. Magic the likes of which the humans had never seen before. The humans were already divided amongst themselves by different cultures and internal wars. The Feldarin brought a semblance of unity as they spread across the lands, aided by the dwarves and halflings. The cities built by the Feldarin Empire are testaments to the power of the Feldarin: amazing churches, tall apartments, canals, paved streets, running water, golden statues, universities, amphitheaters, palaces. The Feldarin had it all. Until The Weeping...
That was not its first name though. Nearly 20 years ago now a plague appeared and killed thousands of people. It appeared to be treated by magical curing and subsided. But a decade later, it returned, much worse than before. And no magic could cure it. Indeed, magical efforts were rumored to make it worse, causing people near death to bleed from the eyes. Now tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands died horrible, bloody deaths. But some, oh, some recovered, but not completely. They were warped by the disease, their bodies deformed. They would also continue to bleed from the eyes on occasion and subsequently shunned by everyone they encountered. Magic also came to be shunned, and blamed for the woes of the world. The Feldarin, fearing that magic would weaken their own strength if used against them, quickly tightened control over the use of magic.
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The Tone of the World
People in the Tears of Blood campaign world have suffered great losses from the recent plague and are struggling to recover. As such, the world has a feeling of grit where day to day survival is not taken for granted, mistrust is fairly high, and the pleasures of life are things once dreamed of, now long forgotten. Even the stability of the Feldarin Empire is not what it once was and some speak of throwing down the kings of old and rising fresh and stronger out of the fetid squalor.
