Once long ago, there were heroes brave and strong. Their strength only matched by the most fearsome beasts that roamed the lands. Gallantly leading an army in to battle being the first to cut down their foes. but…alas, these by gone eras have passed.
A shadow of their former self. The recent changes in the world proved too great, now they struggle to fell the great foes they slew in their glory days. Even now they cannot compete with the lowest of the low.
Some still hope for the glory days and charge in to battle, but with dull blades and cracked armor, they quickly overwhelmed by the most greenest of foes. Recruited not for their strength, but for the armaments they bring.
Most heroes can now be found staring intently in to handfuls of colored stones as if trying to unlock a hidden mystery.
less than heroes…less than peasants.