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− | Heroes of Chaos is the name of my weekly tabletop Exalted game. Put simply, it chronicles the tales
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− | of certain special individuals, all of whom shall, knowingly or unknowingly, willingly or unwillingly,
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− | play a key role in the coming Time of Tumult. It is about larger than life heroes being thrust into
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− | impossible situations and having no choice but to fight against surmounting odds.
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− | And yet Heroes of Chaos is not themed on the inevitability of defeat, but of the glimmer of hope.
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− | It is darkest just before dawn, and these individuals represent the tiny glimmer of hope that Creation,
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− | and all who call it home, can not only be saved, but restored to it's former glory.
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− | The stage is set for our Heroes of Chaos. On the Blessed Isle, the Dynastic Houses make ready for a bloody,
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− | internicene struggle for the Scarlet Throne. In the West, treacherous Lintha pirates and the ancient and
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− | unknowable Silver Prince loom over the horizon, casting shadows over the blood-dimmed tide. In the East,
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− | both Ma-Ha-Suchi and Mask of Winters stand at the cusp of total invasion into the Scavenger Lands, the
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− | breadbasket of Creation. In the North, the Bull of the North wages a bloody war against any who oppose him,
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− | while the Lover Clad moves through the shadows, spreading the seeds of chaos and disorder all over the land.
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− | And in the South, total war between Paragon and Gem shall serve as a fitting backdrop for the dual invasions
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− | of First and Forsaken Lion and the mysterious Alchemical Exalted. And nowhere is safe from the dreaded machinations
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− | of the Guild or the terrifying appetites of the Fair Folk.
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− | Is it possible for these few, these so few, to take a stand and beat back the insurmountable odds? To take the fight
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− | to the enemy and win? To wipe away the bloated corpse of the Realm in favor of a wise and just replacement?
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− | Only Fate can tell, and even the vaunted prowess of the Sidereals cannot wrest this secret from her bosom...
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