Like a cold mist it lays on the land like a shroud, flowing across the open places and down the small cracks, reaching and curling in its mystifying ways. With roots already woven deep and wide underground, the budding plants of revolution are almost ready to bloom, with anarchy straining to be unleashed.
War awaits upon the field.
This is a place like none you've ever walked upon. The current situation on Rubi-Ka is, without a doubt, unique. But I'm getting ahead of myself. This is where Rubi-Ka began to change. Five major cities, a dozen or so major trading points, and enough outposts and camps in the spaces between to ensure that you're not all alone out there in the wide world.