There was no grand ta da! No sudden realization that your neighbors could conjure fire or transformed at the whim of the moon. This world has never been anything other than what it is now, a free-for-all, a melting pot of species and people that have always been predisposed to magic.
It's not a sleepy little town, we're not tucked away in the mountains somewhere.
This is a the sprawling city of San Francisco, the city by the bay. Our city. A financial testament built around the import and export of goods and a naval hub that has a vast and rich history. A city foreshadowed by a prison that's 'not been used since forever' (a lie, to be sure) and a giant golden gate that's no more gold than it is supported solely on the hopes and dreams of your fellow man. This is the real world and we are its real people.
We are real and this is the story of our endurance, every gritty terrible day of it.
0ur journey began with a great wind hailing from the north which
shattered our world into pieces.
Lives were lost,
families torn apart, house pets were left on their own
without any humans to care for them.
Since then we have prevailed in the face of
the darkness that loomed over us day by day. We have thrived in this new world
and our story has only just begun.
In the Summer of Year 1 a destructive tornado
ravaged the isolated village of Foxcroft killing many of the humans, the rest
fled never to return.
It has been 17 years since the tornado that
ravaged and changed the Village forever.
It is Winter, Year 18
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