In the year 10,194 the bombs came, and rained down destruction upon us. The land burned, and was as ash, and all despaired. Then the acid rains came, heavy and persistent, and created new rivers of misery for our people.

Ten years of starvation followed. Those that could, fled. Those that couldn't, died.

All apart from a few isolated and widely scattered communities that managed to eke out some sort of existence...

I am going to try something a bit different to my usual hand drawn maps for this one - I have started with a heightmap - this still needs a lot of work.

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