The Culists

The country of Dorok

The Taleesh Guardians

The world that we knew is gone. The old civilisations cremated in flames of their own insightment...

A status quo had arisen. Each nation fearful at striking out at its fellows for fear of retaliation, of mutual anilation. But in one instant the balance had crumpled. Not one of them wishing to stand down, to be subjigated, to be incinerated alone. Cities burned as a sea of atomic fire of weapons swept across the globe. The last, greatest and most horrific war machines of humanity's devising arose from their silos to the lay Earth to waste in the name of conquest. Fire fell from the skies as man launched its greatest and most futilily last wars. In an instant two thousand years of human achievement was reduced to ruins.

Those who were not erased in that instant of thermo-nuclear fire were left to waste away in the world that man had created. New plagues, born from the infernal cocktail of biological weaponary that had fallen, swept across the continants, murdering without quarter, and leaving those that resisted their effects forever changed. The land was polluted beyond restoration. No crops that man had ever known would be brought forth anymore. Those forests that had not burned amidst the flames grew into inhospitable toxic jungles of alien flora, where only the brave and insane would threat to enter. The sky, which had born the tools of man's destruction, was chocked with an unpenetrable, poisonous cloud of ash and sulfur which spewed a constant hail of acidic rain that crippled all those that dared to remain upon the surface.

Devastation was total. Extinction befell the earth as had been predicted. But complete destruction had not befallen humanity entirely. Amidst the skeleton's of his glory man survived. Shaped by brutality and chaos of the new world he had risen once more. Had survived to resurface, to reclaim the ravaged Earth as his own. Survived to rebuild the old Empires and create idealogogies anew. That had survived to bring war upon his brother afresh.

...and to begin the perpetual tread towards extinction once more...

Wyrmalla wrote:Is Lazarian in reference to a name, ie say Michael' Lazarian, the man who united the remains of the world under his iron fist ("we're all Lazarian's people", ooh god complex) , or is it just a name that evolved in the world after the bombs and people started calling themselve's it? I'm guessing that it was just a cool name that you guys came up with for your superpower, and nothing to do with that old arcade game from the 80s.... =)

12thRonin wrote:Lazarian could reference the biblical Lazarus who was risen by Christ from the dead. That Lazarus is never really mentioned before or after so what did he go on to do with his second chance?

What sets your game apart from all the other ones set in the same genre with the same factions?

kshaw2000 wrote:I feel mutated jungle dwellers may end up as an additional army added through expansions or later editions.


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I am currently working on a vehicle to inspire your Dorok models!

blood lance wrote:You may not be able to do this as may be late to do so, but a possible new faction;
In fallout they had mad stuff such as a group which worshipped nucleur radiation.
A new cult or osmething which has formed underground which worships an old train, one of the only trains left intact on the Earth. They believe that by repairing it, it can deliver them to a bright and happy new future.
Whatcha think? They could be armed with converted tech made from salvaged technology. Where their real power lies in the use of the converted Train Security Bots.
A group of robots designed to protect the metro now reprogrammed to serve the train cult.

Ratbarf wrote:Are you in any way familiar with Naussica of the valley of the Wind? It's an anime with a somewhat similiar theme/plot/world background, and a faction of outdated imperialists called the Dorok.