Have you ever wish you could go back in time and change something about your past? Perhaps you are convinced it would make your life better now. Or perhaps you lost someone dear to you and strongly believe it is within your power to keep that special person alive if only you were given the chance. You made a bad choice and paid dearly. Now you have to live with that choice and it’s eating away at you.
The Norns came to you and gave you a purpose in life. Taking on the guise of a young girl, a woman and an old crone they introduced themselves as the deity of Fate; representing past, present and future. At first you thought this was a joke. A Christmas Carol anyone? Then, they pointed to that piece of jewelry you hold so dearly but never really knew why. They called that jewelry with a gem encrusted in it a Telesma; a gem that contains a spirit, a guide, a passport. You always felt different and, with some degree of humility, a step above your peers. You were successful in your field of expertise, yet unfulfilled.
The Norns offered to give your life a purpose. You were to become a Time Warden. Powerful entities conspire to change the timeline, to bend it to their will. They called it a Nexus: a truth about time. You would fight these trespassers and fix their transgression. You would travel to different realities, in different times, different worlds with the help of your Telesma through a place called the Maelstrom. You would make things be as they were meant to be.
What’s in it for you? A mental image of that crucial moment in your past you wish you could go back and change flickered in the back of your mind. Was it the Norns trying to convince you? Was it wishful thinking? Didn’t you once say you would do anything to go back and make it right, right wrongs and make your reality as you paint it to be?
You will be teamed up with others like you. Heralds of the Norns will deliver your assignments. You will be given a destination, a disguise to blend in upon entering your destination, necessary gear and a laundry list. A myriad of mysterious worlds and iconic eras awaits you. It is time to grab your destiny by the horns and beat it into submission. Whether you hail from the trenches of World War II, the frozen plains of Rassilon, whether you like to ride your horse into the sunset, skewer Rephaim on Necropolis or shine your chrome in the Sprawl you are all there hanging onto one hope. To one day be given the chance to right YOUR wrong…
The Norns came to you and gave you a purpose in life. Taking on the guise of a young girl, a woman and an old crone they introduced themselves as the deity of Fate; representing past, present and future. At first you thought this was a joke. A Christmas Carol anyone? Then, they pointed to that piece of jewelry you hold so dearly but never really knew why. They called that jewelry with a gem encrusted in it a Telesma; a gem that contains a spirit, a guide, a passport. You always felt different and, with some degree of humility, a step above your peers. You were successful in your field of expertise, yet unfulfilled.
The Norns offered to give your life a purpose. You were to become a Time Warden. Powerful entities conspire to change the timeline, to bend it to their will. They called it a Nexus: a truth about time. You would fight these trespassers and fix their transgression. You would travel to different realities, in different times, different worlds with the help of your Telesma through a place called the Maelstrom. You would make things be as they were meant to be.
What’s in it for you? A mental image of that crucial moment in your past you wish you could go back and change flickered in the back of your mind. Was it the Norns trying to convince you? Was it wishful thinking? Didn’t you once say you would do anything to go back and make it right, right wrongs and make your reality as you paint it to be?
You will be teamed up with others like you. Heralds of the Norns will deliver your assignments. You will be given a destination, a disguise to blend in upon entering your destination, necessary gear and a laundry list. A myriad of mysterious worlds and iconic eras awaits you. It is time to grab your destiny by the horns and beat it into submission. Whether you hail from the trenches of World War II, the frozen plains of Rassilon, whether you like to ride your horse into the sunset, skewer Rephaim on Necropolis or shine your chrome in the Sprawl you are all there hanging onto one hope. To one day be given the chance to right YOUR wrong…
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