Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there was a beautiful hidden island. An island, quite captivating, with white sandy beaches, lush green hills and mighty white peaked mountains. The natives called it Asturi.
And were it not for an incredible and unexpected event, Asturi would have remained hidden and forgotten from the annals of history. A small, insignificant, unremarked place.
Some say it was during his early morning walk, some that it happened in the shower. Be that as it may, Branden Iech, at the time the local eccentric and today considered the greatest Philosopher of antiquity, stumbled upon something that would change the world forever.
It has been ten thousand years, ten thousand years of wars, pain and struggle.
It is said that, in the 12th day of the 12th month of the 12th age a hero will rise and bring balance to the world. That happens to be today.
12th Age, Guardian of Chronicles
Written by Jaime González García , dad, husband, software engineer, ux designer, amateur pixel artist, tinkerer and master of the arcane arts. You can also find him on Twitter jabbering about random stuff.