Eleven Powers
Eleven powers. Zero easy answers.
The Realms
One fractured world, divided among proud and ancient powers. Each realm keeps its own faith, its own grievances, and its own corner of the map — choose where your story begins.
"We elevate. Flumina Ceili!"
Britannia runs on Etherium, and treats raising up lesser nations as a duty. The people who die for it are rarely Britannian.
Posture · Dominant Enter the Realm
"They took our north. They thought that was the part that mattered."
Two hundred years ago Frysia was the center of the continent. Now it is a country split three ways, occupied, and at war with itself over how to survi...
Posture · Occupied Enter the Realm
"A phoenix never stops. A phoenix always rises."
Frysia's former vassal, raised and armed by Britannia. Arcadians run the occupation with the energy of a people proving they will never kneel again.
Posture · Ascendant Vassal Enter the Realm
"Everything grows in Aurelia. The Tree decides what it shows you."
The richest soil on the planet, a Tree with a heartbeat, and an army that broke Taria in open war. Quieter than the map suggests, and more dangerous.
Posture · Watchful Enter the Realm
"Nobody conquers Drakmoor. Nobody tries twice."
A highland nation bonded to its dragons, ruled by rider clans, built inside a volcanic crater. The first rider made a deal. Drakmoor is still paying i...
Posture · Unconquered Enter the Realm
"We hold the door."
The nation north of Frysia, across a river that freezes into a border crossing every winter. Icegaard still calls Frysians brothers. It is the only na...
Posture · Sentinel Enter the Realm
"No god. No relic. Only method."
The one great power that claims pure engineering. Cheated on the Ijzerberg deal, Almania now pays Frysian crews to take what Britannia won't share.
Posture · Rational Enter the Realm
"The stones are not the oldest things on this planet."
A sea power in the far south, rich in Etherium, too strong to conquer and too divided to conquer anyone. Its founder sealed something at the bottom of...
Posture · Submerged Enter the Realm
"Pray the music never stops."
Volcanic islands turned to gardens, golden temples, a festival calendar that never breaks. A free nation, and the Conclave is lying about why it stays...
Posture · Festive Enter the Realm"Nothing comes up from below level four."
A vast nation on its own continent, unstable, brutal to its royals, broken at Urartu by Aurelian STARs. Half its people are refugees somewhere else.
Posture · Unstable Enter the Realm
"Not yet."
A mountain nation around a lake the size of a sea, ruled from inside the rock by the Delvers, a short and long lived people who lend to empires and ne...
Posture · Immovable Enter the Realm"What is taken from the pack is owed to the pack."
The Ulvkin heartland. Pack law, nothing written, memory kept by elders. Britannia took something from them once, and the packs have started moving sou...
Posture · Remembering Enter the Realm"We swore to nobody. Nobody is coming."
Iron highlands run by warlords who owe allegiance to no one. Their neutrality is the only thing keeping them alive, and it is bleeding them.
Posture · Neutral Enter the Realm"The plains feed everyone. Icara decides who eats first."
Cold flat plains east of Nordmark and Almania. The grain vault of the north, where trader and spy are the same profession.
Posture · Quiet Enter the Realm"The river was here first."
Fertile river valleys in the far south that feed the occupiers and hold the only road to the Volaris continent. Whoever holds Veldom holds the food an...
Posture · Patient Enter the Realm"Every flag has a price. Most of them have paid it."
A port nation that rents its loyalty by the season. Icara's grain leaves through Colara's docks and reaches the occupiers, and the two sister nations...
Posture · For Hire Enter the Realm"They climbed. We stayed."
A mountain nation south of Arcadia where the old stories say the first stone bearers lived. Britannia took a piece of it three years ago and Olympians...
Posture · Partly Annexed Enter the Realm"No two charts agree. That is on purpose."
Warm islands far south of Britannia, a holiday coast with Etherium under it. Britannia runs the mines, the islanders run everything the mines don't se...
Posture · Extracted Enter the Realm"We keep the record."
A large cold island in the northeast, secluded, everyone related. Stratos keeps the only complete record of the sky currents Britannia's fleet depends...
Posture · Secluded Enter the RealmStep Into the Living Map
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