The roar of thunder is not the marching of an enemy. It’s not the grind of machines driven across the wastes. The roar is not artillery, or conflict, or a storm that we need to weather. The roar is not the pounding beat of the marching undead.
The roar is progress.
It’s been years since nations across the wasteland came together on neutral ground. Over the years settlements grew, were rebuilt, or redefined themselves with hopes for a brighter future. It’s been years since the political machines of suffering have been overthrown. It’s been years since the gears of war were torn apart by the spirits of the willing.
We are now looking at the potential of a new horizon. We are looking at a new opportunity, a nearly clean slate, and a new world rising from the rubble. Most of the trappings of the old world have been torn down, broken, or reforged into new ideas and new purposes. Those few things that we have allowed to continue onward only do so because they were too true, too final, to have been destroyed in the past.
The war machines of the Iron Works were dismantled and RE-PURPOSED. The fiscal control of the Trade Union was mortally wounded and only exists as a ghost of a world long dead.
This is not a gathering of 12 knots. This is not a gathering of a Trade Union. This is not a call for war, nor the declaration of an enemy in the wastes. We, as a people, face something far more difficult than the fight against what is wrong in the world.
We have buried the dead in the wastelands. Now we must find ways to live in the future.
“Opening the doors to bringing back the dead and buried is a dangerous act. Bringing the dead back to life requires extensive resources and materials to do so, and whenever we reach beyond the membrane that exists within the Mortis Amaranthine to what exists beyond death, we open the doors to horrific volumes of undead.
This is why we come together. We come together with the hope that our dead can be saved. We come together to fight the threats that leak from beyond the wall of death. We come together to research, learn, and to build from the knowledge of the prior years. We come together to celebrate life by day and to mark the passing of death into night.
The gathering grounds of Helsbreach is where we all travel for this purpose. During the day, a celebration of life, science, crafting, commerce, music, and entertainment in the wasteland is our focus. As the day shifts to night, we hold religious ceremonies, speak to each other of the passing of the world, share what is dead and gone, and use what we have prepared during the day to see who may be saved come sunset and into the night.
We live in the light of the day and celebrate our existence so that we may fight what waits to hunt us in the night.“