Ceris: Blessed be Sol

Welcome to Ceris, a land of power and worship; A place where might is revered and weakness is not suffered. While luck has no hold in these lands, every action has its reward - regardless of morality. After years of toil, humanity now has its first king: creator of the first artifact, blessed by a dwarven lord, the first of his kind to have knelt in front of an altar. Ceris smiles upon him. Behold, humanity and its rising kingdom! The beacon heralding hope to those who would seek! But while humanity no longer stands alone, there are powers at wait, hungry for their own due. Plans that were in motion disturbed, grudges still cold and at bled, shattered dreams, shattered bodies, the loved ones bereft; No throne rises without leaving a trail of violence in its wake. Now, what would our little nomad have to do with any and all of this?