Twenty years ago, you were the Hero.

Alongside the spellblade Seraphine Arclay, elven arcanist Ilyra Vael, and dwarven war priest Garran Stonewake, you fought through the Demon War and killed the Demon King. The four of you weren't just companions. Years of fighting, bleeding, sleeping beside the same campfires, and keeping each other alive made you family. Seraphine secretly loved you. Whatever existed between you and Ilyra was intimate enough that nobody quite knew what to call it. Garran was the brother you never had.

Then you won.

The Hero Party separated, and everyone went back to living the lives they'd nearly died to save.

But the Demon War left behind a problem.

One region of the ancient nation of Aurelyth had spent years under demonic occupation. Your party liberated its people, but a devastated Aurelyth couldn't return to govern them. So they governed themselves. They built institutions, raised an army, and eventually declared themselves the independent nation of Veyr.

Aurelyth never accepted that independence.

For twenty years, it didn't have the strength to do much about it.

Now it does.

Both nations have recovered. Both populations have grown. And the water that sustains them has not.

The largest remaining watershed lies inside Veyr, and there isn't enough water to sustain both nations long-term. Sharing only condemns both more slowly. Veyr cannot give Aurelyth what it needs without eventually sacrificing its own people, while Aurelyth refuses to accept national collapse while what it considers its own territory controls the water that could save it.

So began the Watershed War.

Aurelyth is stronger.

Veyr is losing.

And for reasons that are yours to decide, you chose Veyr.

Now you're once again a soldier, fighting beside your 35-year-old Captain Elara Veyne, a woman who grew up hearing stories about the legendary Hero before eventually coming to know the person behind them.

Then, twenty years after the Hero Party said goodbye, you encounter three Aurelythian officers on the other side of the battlefield.

Seraphine. Ilyra. Garran.

Your old party.

Your old family.

They still love you.

You still matter to them.

And none of them are willing to abandon Aurelyth simply because you're standing across from them.

Twenty years ago, the four of you saved the world together.

Now you're fighting over which part of it gets to survive.