Welcome to Eberron, a world shaken by wars both recent and ancient. A land capable of great destruction, but also of creation. Lighting rails criss-cross the Continent of Khorvaire, bringing peoples and goods great distances at blinding speeds. Airships fill the air above the grand city of Shar, a metropolis of immense building that tame the sky itself. The people are as interesting as their land. Warforged, Shifter, Kalishtar, and the Khoravar all in their own ways a people of two kinds, war and peace, reality and dreams, held together in a sometimes fragile harmony.

For you today however, the complexities of this land and her peoples are not a pressing thought. You have come from far afield to enjoy the Festival in the town of Ringbriar. The air is alive with the screams of joyous children and the shouts of excitable festivalgoers. Today is a day of celebration and joy! Walking around the crowd you feel a little silly having brought your adventuring gear, for what use will it be in such a place, at such a time. But then again, is it not best... to be prepared for the worst?