Planning

In the vast expanse of the planes, a sprawling camp stretched as far as the eye could see. The sight was unprecedented—humans, in large numbers, moving with purpose within the unforgiving landscape of the planes. For any observer, the question would be inevitable: What could have drawn so many humans to this perilous domain? And why now?

Though the camp appeared united at a glance, a closer look revealed the underlying divisions. Clusters of tents bore distinct emblems, marking the allegiances of their occupants. On one side, banners with the familiar crest of the Church fluttered in the arid wind. Adjacent to them, the tents of the Ciriuas faction stood in orderly rows, their standards equally prominent. Each group maintained its own boundaries, its leaders vigilant and wary.