Long ago, back in the old continent, an empire sprawled the land and sent ships out to conquer the world. In doing so they found a new continent, the Isle of Dragons. The emperor sent his cousin, the eldest member of the Gobbler House, to rule over the new world on his behalf.

many years later

The old empire fractured and its connection to the new world strained as the sea became violent. Without an empire to look to the Isle of Dragons looked to House Gobbler for rule and law but through time even they fell to the turning tides of time. The isle went into chaos as cults, bandits, and governors guard clashed over the continent but the chaos swallowed House Gobbler as the isle decided into madness.

Years later city states emerged from the lawless landscapes, people dragging civilization out of the ashes of civil war, but House Gobbler was nothing more than a memory.

Present Day

Most people have never heard about the time before the great strife, only the eldest of scholars of the most long lived races can recall an empire that colonized the isle though its name is lost. House Gobbler is all but faded, with only some ever thinking about the legacy that disappeared during the great strife.

Throughout all the land there is only one person to carry the blood of the old empire, to carry the legacy of House Gobbler. Though not even she knows her history. Orphaned by bandits as a child she grew up wandering from village to village, being driven away like some unwanted street dog, growing up in a world that never gave her a chance. Willow knows no one, nothing of her history, and fights to survive every day.