It has been five months since the ships landed on New Kestria’s beach. The first few months were rough as people tried to simply survive and adjust to not only a new home but a new social hierarchy that was like nothing back home. A handful of men and women, Fae and human, stepped forward to help lead. They have become “the Council” and vote on behalf of their representing party.
With Haven being built day after day and the outpost of Pebblestone being functional the need for adventurers to begin exploring has never been more desired. Soon the people will run out of wood from the ships and they are limited on tools and supplies(they have only what was on the ships). The directives are clear — go forth and discover.. and try not to die.