It's dusk. A crowd forms at the heart of Lewistown. All attendees focused on a man, but not just any man. He's the heart of it all. Steward Lindenberg. Here he stands before the gathering, addressing the following... "My fellow people... Some time ago, our city has come into being by our government's hunger for land. For resources. For power. It was a great feat, and the future looked bright for us. But something, somewhere, went wrong. Out power had lost its ambition, and we soon were forgotten. And now, here we sit, lowly operators forced to turn the cogs of a powerhouse. The only thing they expect from us is resources and bragging rights. I refuse to let that be our future anymore. Together, as one, we will rise and begin our own self-sustainment. For they have oppressed us, forgotten us. Now, we will oppress them, forget them. We will grow our cities beyond theirs, advance beyond them, and grow powerful before them. We are still Nordians, yes, but we will not be under Norlandia's name. I propose our new name... Xenoniak. But, for now, we will simply be known as... Advocates for the Division of Norlandia."
I finally started developing my lore?? :o (yes, "ADN" is a reference, if ykyk) /!\ NOTE: This project is not canonically known to the general public.
