When you're thrown from your home, build a new one.
When the last City-state of the midland plains was threatened its people fled before they could be captured and forced to live under the unbending law of the Xomadhin Theocracy. Their armies fought to delay the inevitable advance while the city's citizens ran towards the dark of the dense swampland, which had long occupied their nightmares. The people's only protection were the Ranger core, long considered outcasts, but who were the only ones able to communicate with the natives and lead the people of the city-state to relative safety. Though many died in that long march, most of the people made it to the tribal villages of the interior. The Rangers, once outcast, were now venerated so much that they made up the core of their society, a society that would have to meld with a new people in order to survive.
The people of the swamp, the Junult, helped the Rangers into safety. In return, the Rangers brought new methods of engineering and sciences to the Junult. As the Xomadhin hacked into the border between their two civilizations more and more secrets were shared until the Rangers and Junult ceased to be, and were instead one people.
Dusk Patrol; Chameleon Core
Companion to Rangers of Refuge Harborfav.me/d5zvws9
Veiled Oasis; City of the Xomadhinfav.me/d6nwqw7
All of these pieces are part of an ongoing personal project!