“All is ruin and man smites his brother. Plague is throughout the land. Blood is everywhere…”

The Iterum Initiative. Based on Basic Roleplaying Universal Game Engine from Chaosium.

“All is ruin and man smites his brother. Plague is throughout the land. Blood is everywhere…”

The Iterum Initiative. Based on Basic Roleplaying Universal Game Engine from Chaosium.

Job was a setup. Intel was bad. Now I’m in an alley with bodies at my feet and mercs closing in. Someone paid to put me down. They should’ve paid more. #Iterum #NoLooseEnds

[Crackling static]

“—nyone receiving this? This is—damn, signal’s weak. I’m in sector… unknown, somewhere past the collapsed bridge. Snow’s picking up. Visibility’s—” [short burst of static] “—bad. Trees all look the same. No landmarks.”

Deep in the drowned ruins, a lone Zsathari scout watches the intruders. The Dryborn come seeking the secret of regeneration, but the price is steep—flesh must be shed, and the swamp does not forgive thieves. As war looms, will this outcast be a bridge between worlds or the first to fall?

The long shadow of solitude

Aerin shivers. “How much farther?”

Varos ahead. “If we keep moving, we’ll reach the pass by nightfall.”

Lyra tightens her cloak. “And if we don’t?”

Varos exhales. “Then we freeze, or worse.”

Aerin groans. “Why always ‘or worse’ with us?”

Lyra smirks. “Because easy paths don’t make legends.”

Abandoned bunkers of Iterum loom, their walls scarred by war. Locals fear the eerie wails and shifting shadows within. Rumored to hide entrances to a vast tunnel network below, filled with lost relics—or something far worse. Few dare enter, and fewer return.

Senna “Six” Kolar, a scavenger from the Cradle Wastes. She sells weapons and salvage but is rumored to aid the Mutant Age, making her a target for the Human First regime. Some say she hides a mutant past. Armed and ruthless, she walks the line between survival and vengeance.