The Old World is dying. Crops fail, livestock die, and the world slowly turns to dust. Not even the greatest geomancers of the Eternal Empire can determine the cause. Not even the Mother Empress herself can do anything to save us.
That said, we do have one hope. The New World. The world’s alive here, in a way what hasn’t been seen in the Old World for millenia. A New World means a new life, unbound by the debts and obligations of the Empire. And try as she might, not even the Old Mother can change any of that.
The New World is our one hope, our new chance, our last Solace.
-From the Journal of Alver Bowen, 5311 NE.