Our stories tell of men that moved mountains, lifted the clay of the earth itself, god-kings that shaped empires with a gesture, adventurers driven to the lowest depths by the greatest greed. Some are just folk tales, legends, myths. But some of these men
and women of Allatas are real and aspire to become legends in their own right. Those that posses this great power to shape their stories are known as Inheritors, and the origin of their inheritance still debated in the great halls and backstreets.
Warriors stoically shrug off javelins impaled in their chests, men with granite fists reduce city walls to rubble and messengers sprint a day's march in minutes. Jungles crawling with biding claws and poisoned fangs, burning deserts that go uncrossed and blizzard ridden ice peaks do little to stop them recovering artifacts spoken of only in cracked parchments stacked high in marble temples.