Only Iron remains

Campaign Introduction

This is my new Iron Heroes campaign. Set a little under 100 years in the future. The setting is post-apocalyptic but less blasted wasteland than most such settings. The nuclear exchange of WW3 was quite limited and much of what was launched was stopped by the missile defense systems no one wanted to admit they had. The real disaster was when a desperate Japan opened Pandora’s box in hopes of preventing the Chinese from overrunning them. They released unfinished & insufficiently tested nanomachines into the skies & waters surrounding the Japanese islands. These devices were designed to stop a modern technological armed force in its tracks with minimal casualties by striping them of their technology. Electronics and complex mechanical devices were fused, leaving them piles of worthless junk. Explosives, propellants, even fuels were altered at the molecular level to render them inert and useless. They were meant to form a sort of anti-technology moat around Japan that would stop any modern plane, boat, sub or missile aimed their way. Unfortunately the safeguards meant to control them were insufficiently tested under real world conditions. They failed, catastrophically. The naobots replicated endlessly and at an exponential rate. Within three short days every piece of electronics, every gun, ,every car, every airplane, computer, and pacemaker failed. On March 12th 2019 the lights went out, forever. Hundreds of millions died died within these first few days as planes fell from the sky like badly made toy gliders, life support systems, pacemakers, & other essential medical equipment failed. Cars skidded to halts or careened out of control flinging their passengers to gruesome ends. But this was only a prelude. Over much of the earth man had lost touch with his primitive self. Few were prepared to stand against the coming chaos. When the lights went out mankind did its damndest to commit racial suicide. Without phones & modern transportation nations ceased to exist. Police and soldiers without guns might as well have thrown themselves into a meat grinder as stand against the mob. Some did, some ran, some joined the frenzy. Brother turned on brother, children and the elderly were victimized or abandoned. It was like technology had become the single pin holding mankind out of chaos and without it savagery reigned. But even madness dies of old age. In time things settled …somewhat.Rage and fear eclipsed by the needs of survival. Survival was hard thing indeed. At first many tried to survive by raiding and scrounging preserved food. An excellent idea save that it was shared by billions. The shelves of abandoned stores now lie empty. To find a lost intact can of creamed corn would now be quite the rare treasure. And when the canned goods were gone what was left. In the countryside many tried to recover ancient ways of growing, planting, and harvesting. Success was far from universal. But it was these new farms and the communities which formed around them that came that truly came to inherit the earth the city dwellers dwindle in numbers. though now animals driven out or caged, as well as those which had simply hidden in the city’s long shadows had returned, the way of the street scavenger had become one of greater hardship than ever. of the millions who once bustled through the streets of the world’s great cities only a few hand fulls of pitiful; scavengers and fierce survivors pick carefully through the echoing canyons between glass and concrete mountains. The nanomachines did their job well, far too well. In the space of a mere seven decades the world lost a thousand years, the dark Ages come again. Now as the world wakes again a new day dawns. the rebirth of civilization is struggling to begin. Sword at your side, bow on your back you look into the dawn, past the horizon, the unknown beckons. There is a whole new world to discover



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