Astaria, the name given to the wondrous world that a small city sized craft landed upon one hundred and seventy five years ago. Of course years is relative, upon precise measurement a new calender has been made. The era before arrival and after. It is the year 175 AA. Much has changed since a single bunker magi-tech city built by the ancestral Dark Elves became a cosmopolitan wonderland and was later teleported off the old world with its deadly fallout, horrible magic storms, damaged geology and polluted atmosphere. The ancient weapons, the Balefire machines were tooled to new purpose, and unbeknownst to us we were set to travel.
The city, Once called Zinthas, in the language of Drow, was now called Astyr after the ancient Elven Titan deity for which this world was named. Though in many other languages the name translates as “Centralia.” The vast city of 10 million souls formed the core of the settlers who would come to call Astaria home.
In this time new settlements and provinces have been established. Vespis, Tamaria, Athasis, New Magar, Keldra, Al-Sabylia, and the Maeb among many others.
We arrived on the world somewhere in its southern hemisphere, as our farthest northern survey teams found the tropics to our far north, or at least going by magnetic north and south.
The night sky is radiant, with the bright silver moon speckled with veins of green adamentine. The parent star is a lustrous yellow, and the stars have already taken shape in the peoples imagination with a whole pantheon of constellations. Though we know not what has become of our homeworld, or its people, we press on for some day we may make contact again, And if the world of our origins is never to be seen again, then this world shall be the host to the old worlds life. The colonist races, and the host of animals and plants that were within the great city upon our arrival.
We collectively have formed the World Assembly, and our Colony States are protected by our own militias, and of course the glorious Survey Corp whom has collected data, expanded our lands and assured the safety and prosperity of our people as we settle this virgin world. Under a successful string of leaders and good policy we have avoided unrest, xeno-animal incursions, and of course expanded from a mere city to the southern stretch of this new continent we have dubbed Madara, in memory of our homeworld.
Welcome, Astaria awaits.