The world was crumbling under the heavy population. It was
drained by famine, devastated by pollution, destroyed by war.
It was all of these things.

The year is unknown, and the world is not but a sea of desert
and disaster. In a world so unforgiving there is but one
sanctuary. It is here that the last remaining sons of Adam and
daughters of Eve have begun to thrive again. Larkin, they call
it, their own little pocket of safety, shut away from the cruel
wasteland the world has become. Nothing lasts from the old
world but half burned and torn pages from scripts and books,
pictures bleached with age, and half formed machines,
scrapped and salvaged for better uses. All the world of
humans know now is what they have. Friends, home, and
magic, that unexplained but unignorable and most powerful of
tools.

We are Larkin. We are magic users, we are creators, healers,
manipulators and destroyers. We hold the power of the
elements, of the beautiful Earth that once was cradled in our
very hands. Join our ranks, know our power, know our
beauty, in Project Armistice.

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