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The Coalition States won their war against Tolkeen, reducing the city to rubble and plunging the heartland into chaos. The armies of Chi-Town swarm on metal wings, purging D-Bees and those touched by magic. Refugees flee.
Dodging psi-hounds and hunter drones, you headed east to Char. Reaching the coast, you boarded a smuggler’s skiff held together by prayer and the stubbornness of crusty old sailors. Hugging the coastline, you watched the skies for Rift storms.
Ley lines flared on the horizon. Sea monsters breached waves fifty feet high, their bodies glittering in the storm-lit dark. Rain and arc flashes drove the ship dangerously close to jagged shoals. Farther offshore, the black hulls of Atlantean dreadships fired violet beams at New Navy subs—the open sea a battlefield you desperately avoided.
Once, a squadron of Sky Cycles screamed overhead—Coalition pilots chasing more interesting prey. You kept your heads down, your little boat crawling along the edge of the Dinosaur Swamp. A ruined coastline of buildings like tombstones gave way to tangled jungle. Skyscrapers slumped into vine-choked wetlands. Giant sauropods grazed the treetops.
Finally, your boat turned inland through a tidal channel and into a quiet bay.
And there it was: Neksys. Ancient freeway pylons jut from the sea, crowned by cracked concrete spans. A city clinging to Golden Age ruins, perched above a fetid and dangerous swamp.
Here, at last, you’ve passed beyond the Coalition’s reach.