The true year has been lost, as has much of our past. No one can recall what came before the world soured, only that it was mortals who did the souring. Through our ancestors hubris and lack of foresight, they have doomed us to a life of strife and hardship.
Or so it seemed, that is, before we were led to the Valley. It is a chance at survival. A chance to right wrongs.
The Valley is under siege and it is our duty to defend everything we hold dear. Are we resolute enough for the task?