Our final event is slated for May 3-5th, 2024.

For our last game, we will not be accepting any first-time players. We are focused on delivering a good narrative experience to our existing players, and we will not be able to introduce newcomers to our world and story.

For similar reasons and due to player feedback, we will not be utilizing full time NPCs. Differing levels of commitment to story have led to distractions in the past, and for our final event we would like to ensure that full attention can be made to reaching a satisfying conclusion to the campaign.

As the apocalypse rears it's head in character, many PCs have been offered the ability to utilize different story beat 'life boats' to leave before the Storm arrives. Staff would like to clarify that any and all offers for that must be accepted by their cut off times, all of which will happen before 10am on Saturday of the event and will be clearly specified by Staff. Anyone choosing to exit in such a manner will have their character's effectively permed but 'safe', and will be allowed to NPC for the remainder of the event. Players choosing to remain will have a series of challenges that determine whether they successfully navigate to, create, or exist in a new world, or whether the Storm will take all.

In an effort to make up for lost time, we're lifting the economic floor of the game. New characters will begin play with the equivalent of 200 potentia.

Stormflux takes place in a world saturated with a mystical energy known as Potentia.  Potentia suffuses all things, and is responsive to willpower, conviction, and sympathy.  Condensed Potentia is traded freely as currency, and can be forcibly extracted from weakened entities through a painful and lethal act known as Siphoning.  Potentia can be infused into weapons and armor in order to fight, and can be shaped through various practices and rituals into magical evocations and curses. All living things can sense Potentia, and are drawn to great collections of this energy in order to feed.  Even animals and plants can use this energy to grow and change themselves, adapting in a struggle to survive. “Human” has become an increasingly odd descriptor, as some humans have learned to grow scales and claws, while some plant life has risen to sophisticated intelligence.

The world that existed before Potentia is lost.  A great gulf of unaccounted time known as “The Lost Age” entails the rise of Potentia and the fall of all things prior.  During this time, the influence of Potentia was much greater, and nothing was impossible. For reasons unknown, the energies of Potentia have diminished, and certain feats have become impossible - in the current age, it is impossible to travel through time, modify motives and memories, conjure illusions apart from oneself, become truly invisible, or grossly alter physics.

Ever looming in the distance is a great and terrible storm.  As smaller storms sweep across the land, they bring change and confusion, wearing away old edifices, revealing lost treasures, and rousing monsters.  The influence of the storm, or perhaps some other base condition of the world, plays tricks on travelers. Distance and direction do not function properly, and traveling the same course can lead to different destinations.  Most people have lived their entire lives in a close area around their home, though some groups call no place home and have wandered nomadically through endless landscapes of forest, sea, or desert. Recently, a method for traveling and exploring somewhat reliably has been established.  This practice is known as Pathfinding. One who understands the methods of Pathfinding can travel to places with which they are most familiar. Travelers carry a bevy of mementos and souvenirs to strengthen their recollections of friends and family - of home. Explorers set forth with flags, symbols, and signs, seeking to make the wild into something they can recognize.

In the past few years, a group known as the Wayfarers, the engineers of Pathfinding, have encountered and brought together various groups.  Each of these groups has a different accounting of history, documenting differing and sometimes strange periods of time and recounting events and phenomena that should be impossible.  It is agreed that the first contact of such groups marks the onset of the Age of Discovery. Stormflux began in 2 A.O.D, the real-world year of 2017. It is only recently that people of different cultures have begun to meet one another, mingle, trade, and conflict.

Our story takes place in the Wayfarer outpost of Crashpointe, founded by Trade Prince Cynwrig, and home to opportunity seekers of varying backgrounds.  It is here that our players will fight, struggle, and barter as they explore the world and build upon the ruins. Still looming is the threat of monstrous attack, and the winds of change that beckon the next great storm.