On Kython, multiple genres intermingle to create a world that is exciting, fresh, and yet strikingly familiar. Sections of Kython are nearly indistinguishable from the world in which we live. There are cars, houses, trains, cell phones, and even the internet. This creates a comfortable starting point to begin your explorations on this foreign planet. However, within this unassuming framework exist all of the elements of science fiction and fantasy that make those genres exciting. Magic, power armor, and advanced weaponry fill the world with new possibilities around every corner.
As you venture into the world of Kython, the line quickly blurs between science fiction and fantasy. Castles, wooded fortresses, skyscrapers, and industrial complexes cover the landscape, while smartphones, cybernetics, and flying beasts are part of everyday life. The world of Kython boasts a rich diversity of settings to satisfy nearly any game style preference. Whether you prefer gunfights while blasting down the highway at 100 mph, fighting demons in a corrupted ruin, battling savage hordes to defend a village, or storming a skyscraper fortress to defeat an evil necromancer, all of these adventures and more are waiting for you. On Kython, these traditionally separate game styles come together in a way that is exciting, intuitive, and fun. The only limit is your imagination.
History of Kython
In the year 1982, Earth’s destiny was forever altered by the swing of a hammer. A simple mining operation led to an unprecedented discovery: the Infinity Stone, a stone with an impossible number of facets, emanating intense radiation and inscribed in an unknown language. This beautiful, alien object changed everything, for it was a window to other realities, allowing glimpses of what might be or could have been.
After eight years of experimentation, the first viable portal was opened. Where the hundreds of portals before this one had opened into poisonous, destroyed, dead, or otherwise uninhabitable worlds, this one revealed a vast cavern, dotted with smaller passages leading into the dark. After quickly testing the atmosphere and discovering that it had an ideal mixture of gases to sustain life, a scouting party was sent through.
The scouts emerged from the portal, cautiously exploring the surrounding cavern. After navigating the complex network of corridors they found themselves on the side of an enormous mountain, looking out on a world rich in resources that begged to be explored. The scouts quickly reported their findings, and the colonization of the new world began in earnest. The mountain complex became a massive housing facility while the surrounding area was explored and surveyed. Before long, the humans discovered that this alien world was inhabited by strange and terrifying creatures, some far more formidable than a group of colonists and explorers were equipped to handle. Military contractors were brought to combat the monstrosities of the world and to keep the scientists and workers safe.
Earth’s interest in the new world skyrocketed when massive veins of rare metals such as platinum and palladium were discovered. These veins were estimated to be far larger than any previously discovered on Earth. Drawn by the promise of wealth and adventure, humans flocked to the new world on the other side of the portal. Sanctioned corporations, government forces, and a large civilian workforce flowed through the portal, intent on securing their fortunes by laying claim to a piece of this verdant world. Huge mining operations began to dot the landscape as mankind spread itself across the countryside. Earth’s military presence on the new world increased at a breakneck pace, spurred by the ever-present dangers of the world as well as by the increasing frequency and intensity of conflicts between competing groups from Earth.
After about a year of expansion into the new world, first contact was made with other sentient life: a group of exotic, slender humanoids. The humans call these beings “elves” due to a striking similarity to the elves spoken of in the myths of Earth. Earth’s best linguists were brought in to help decipher the elves’ language, and after extensive time and effort, the two races were able to communicate. It was from these first discussions that the humans adopted the name Kython for this planet. This elven word for land seemed far better than the experimental designation that the humans had previously used.
Soon treaties were signed, trade was established, and the elves guided the humans through the world and facilitated contact with other settlements and life forms. Over time the humans also developed relationships with both the stout, steady “dwarves” and the savage, nomadic “orcs.”
The dwarves, a race of people fond of subterranean fortresses, mining, and metalcrafting, quickly developed a love of, and an aptitude for, the technologies that the humans offered in trade. Meanwhile, the orcs had almost no patience for anything beyond breeding and fighting. They specialized in fleshweaving, a form of magic that altered and combined the physical traits of its targets. Using their magics, they crafted beasts which they used for war and transportation. The orcs also used this magic to transform some of their brethren into towering monstrosities that needed constant control, lest they lash out at those around them.
In the vast world of Kython, where populations are a fraction of the size of those on Earth, one might think there would be ample room for all to thrive. And one would be correct if not for the destructive power of greed.
Before long, the humans discovered that their new neighbors possessed resources beyond imagination. The dwarves mined tons of precious gems from their mountains each year, while the orcs laid claim to huge tracts of fertile land needed for hunting and farming. The elven lands boasted massive forests replete with exotic lumber, plants, and other materials needed to build the humans’ new settlements on Kython.
Discord began as it often does. Humans tried to negotiate, they tried to bribe, they tried to trade. The elves and dwarves were willing to trade, but in far smaller quantities than the humans desired. The native beings of Kython were protective of one thing above all else: their homes. They would not allow the humans to mine their lands or scour their forests for curatives and building materials. The elves protected the forest, taking only what was needed, the dwarves were unwilling to threaten the integrity of their mountain homes, and the orcs fiercely guarded their territories. None would be swayed by the humans.
The humans would not be so easily deterred from the objects of their desires. It was not long before they crept further and further into the lands around them. At first, their neighbors gave way and allowed the transgressions, but all beings have a limit to their patience. Skirmishes led to battles, and eventually all-out war covered the land.
What the humans thought would be a short campaign proved to be anything but. The next six years were spent at war with the natives of Kython. Mankind underestimated them, knowing too little of the magics they controlled. In hindsight, the indigenous beings were wise in keeping their greatest strengths secret from the humans. If humans had known the true power of Kython’s races, mankind would have committed far more resources to the conflict from the beginning and things may have turned out differently.
Earth’s military machine stubbornly ground across the landscape of Kython. Even in the face of horrible losses and unexpected failures, the humans pushed forward. Many of the resources they had desired were now theirs, but still the fighting continued. Once the floodgates of violence opened they proved difficult to close. War embittered both sides of the conflict and soon the reason for fighting meant less than the fighting itself.
Kython’s native races eventually realized that even with their magical might and superior individual warriors, victory was impossible against the endless supply of weapons and personnel the humans could draw through the portal. As a last desperate act, those races united. Elves, dwarves, and orcs committed the very best they had to offer. Using magics still not fully understood today, this alliance delivered a force of fifty soldiers undetected directly into the humans’ mountain complex. These fifty were powerful arcanists, massive and savage orc warriors, lightning-fast assassins, and implacable dwarven knights. Using the element of surprise and the best equipment the natives could supply, this elite force fought its way into the heart of the labyrinth where the Infinity Stone was housed.
Not much information exists about what happened within the mountain. What is known is that about eight minutes after the battle began, a massive implosion turned the once-proud mountain into a hollowed-out bowl of earth, an expansive crater with steep sides sloping to the ground above it. Thousands died in the terrifying cataclysm, the Infinity Stone has not been seen since, and the gateway to Earth appears to be closed forever.
Before the humans could regroup from this catastrophe, the native forces pushed back as hard as they could on the front lines of the human war effort. In the shock and confusion, they managed to wrestle control of several key locations from the humans.
Marooned on an alien world and facing an opponent that seemed more fierce than ever, the humans quickly realized that peace was the only option available. Through the tireless work of leaders on all sides of the conflict, territories were defined, treaties signed, and gradually the fog of war lifted from Kython.
The inhabitants of the world forged onward. A lasting peace slowly began to bubble from the sea of war. The races began to open to interbreeding and racial equilibrium began to spread. Racial prejudices stubbornly endured within some circles, but an overall sense of equality arose across the region.
Flash forward 100 years to the world of Kython today. Earth is quickly becoming a legend, as no one alive has ever seen it, the portal, or the Infinity Stone. Epicenters of civilization have formed around the various territorial capitals. Upon venturing from the heart of each epicenter, the cultural lines become harder and harder to see as the communities display increasing racial and cultural diversity. Though the realm is at peace, it is here, in these melting pots, where old scars are most apparent and tensions run highest. Large swathes of untamed wilds still exist beyond the civilized areas, home to creatures both fearsome and territorial.
A curious juxtaposition has developed between the various civilizations. While technology is the backbone of human culture, the heart of the elven nation is largely untouched by it. The elves still cling to their ancient roots of magic for power and protection. The dwarven and orcish territories fall somewhere in between the two extremes. The dwarves profited greatly from opening their lands to trade with the humans, and have flourished technologically as a result. Initially outcasts, most of the orcs have made efforts to integrate themselves with society. They have adopted what technology was available to them, but still rely on their magic and strength more heavily than others. Overcoming social prejudice and their own animalistic nature, they have carved out a place for themselves amongst the other races.
The human colony, The Sovereign Alliance of Earth, has grown to look a lot like Earth’s communities. Skyscrapers, suburbs, and highways dot the landscape. Electricity, cellular communication, and microprocessing are all commonplace. Recently, humans and elves came together to create an unprecedented combination of magic and technology, the Magecell, which provides a powerful new source of electricity to the beings of Kython. In the twenty years since its creation, the Magecell has already radically changed the way the people of Kython use technology, making things previously thought impossible commonplace. Now, cybernetic limbs, powered armor, self-sustaining transportation and many other wonders hurl the world into a new era.