The Time of the Corpse

Dark times and hard conditions. The magic of the world lends itself to necromancy and to slow, painful forms of magic. The art of magic is ritualized, and sacrifices are common.

Armies of the dead throw themselves at each other, and corpse-collectors wheel their grim wagons from village to village, conscripting the living if they do not surrender their dead. The land is infertile and unforgiving; people scramble for control of arable farmland and unpolluted water. The sun is dim and distant, and the skies often clouded.