What is Epoch?

Epoch is the original IP of Thom Lingard, comprising an expansive sci-fi, fantasy and at times cyberpunk universe that is constantly being developed and added to. Below is the current official introduction to the world:

The Ori, a powerful species combining versatility and resilience with vitality and relative immortality, are born onto the planet of Nephilon. Their reign over the planet is absolute for millennia, cultivating huge civilisations and forming kingdoms that warred and allied in spite of the rest of the organic life that cohabited Nephilon alongside them.

The Ori could draw upon the ancient energies within Nephilon, which they referred to as the Spark, comprised of the Agony, a force of dark and twisted suffering, and the Vigour, the source of their long lives. These powers gave them both incredibly constructive and destructive abilities, able to breath life into dying allies and cause huge amounts of pain and suffering for their enemies. They constructed a Kingdom on all three major Continents.

Then, one year, cults began to form around the two halves of the Spark. A few years later, they had grown to such a level that they began influencing the kingdoms’ politics. They sparked a civil war, stoking far more hatred and righteous fury over ideological beliefs than had ever existed in previous conflicts.

Very few of any species survived – the Ori were wiped out, leaving behind crippled and Spark-less versions of themselves.

Since these volatile years of simultaneous war and prosperity, the ‘Age of Flame’, the planet has fallen into widespread suffering. The Hallow and the Craven exist as the small cults and clans across the planet that they began as, having burnt away parts of themselves entirely in their drive for domination. The balance of the planet’s Fundaments is shattered, driving the weather and environments to twist and transform into unstable and unpredictable cycles. There are only hints within the ruins and wreckages of old Ori cities that something cataclysmic was triggered, but living memory is conspicuously spotty surrounding the Ori and they have been relegated to myth and legend.

Slowly, surely, Nephilon is dying, and the Null, made up of those left weakened and estranged for not joining either extreme, live cautious and desperate lives alongside the other races that were left to weather the storm. They search for a way to resurrect the Spark within their home whilst earning the ire of all those they have harmed in past lives. The Age of Ash falls upon the weary world, its inhabitants blanketed under the clouds of suffering with little hope for their futures.

In recent months, the planet has been ravaged anew by the forces of nature on Nephilon that many of its inhabitants used to call friends. Now, the Conduits struggle to maintain their control to those forces, and the Fundamental Lords seem to be on the war path…

Materia.

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The Codex.

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Preface

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In this Age of Ash, the planet survives on what the populous can scrounge together. That essentially consists of broken, scavenged Ori technology and supplies, often supplemented by some modern ingenuity and a huge amount of brute force. This is a dossier of that technology, both original and scavenged.

I’ve compiled the individual sections over the course of the past couple of years, updating and changing details based on targeted research that has finally landed me with enough confidence to commit them to writing. I’ll warn you – I recognise I’m probably not the best when it comes to filtering down to essentials, but I’m trying to give as much to as many different kinds of readers as I can. Most likely, they go into detail that you’ll want to hand to your engineers and let them handle, and that’s okay.

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The Book of Details.

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Entry 1: ‘Magick’ vs Science

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Something that I think is important to distinguish is the particular intricacy of ‘Magick’ and ‘Science’ on this planet. Put simply, they are referring in essence to the two sides of the same coin. Magick is the name given in Common Null for power in the metaphysical sense; the power of one’s own body, the ability to manipulate the energies around you and interact with the world using your own internal strength. Science is, using the same kinds of terms, power in the academic sense; the study of the universe and its laws, with the end goal of understanding and thus wielding the powers found within.

Throughout this Codex, both terms will be used a lot, so it’s important to remember and understand that distinction. Magick is not divorced from Science and actually manifests in many ways throughout, most predominantly in how the different Magickal forces of the planet interact and produce different results. A great example is electricity; bound by and obeying the laws that scientists have established and producible through generators and engines, but equally a derivation of one of the Fundaments, the primal and base forces of the planet that dictate most of reality as we know it. By being such a force, it is conjurable and manipulated by those that can wield the Magicks of such forces, most commonly the shamanistic ‘Conduits’ of the Urok and Warlock species.

I only mention this difference between terms because I’ve found evidence in some of the old Ori manuscripts that suggests it wasn’t always the case. These are incredibly old texts, barely translatable from whatever language they used to use, but the vague meaning seems to be that the two disciplines were seen as separate for a long while before they were recognised to be related. Just remember, as I explore and explain everything I have seen, that both terms have their place and their meaning, but they are not completely isolated. Let’s hope I get them the right way around.

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A Confused History of Nephilon

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Entry 1 – An Overview of Understanding

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I cannot speak to the Nephilon of thousands of years ago, of the planet as it existed before my time, but I can speak to how it is now, in the year 376 of the Age of Ash: in short, fucked. It’s a far cry from the legends of the planet’s old rulers, the Ori, but that’s all they are today; legends, myths, stories told amongst the remaining species still surviving. No one seems to know exactly why they are gone, or be willing to explore the reasons behind their catastrophic collapse. A purge of understanding has left behind only confusing and contradicting memories, remnants of a culture fragmented by this huge event. I can only find accurate and detailed histories reaching 400 years into the past – at a stretch. After that, everything becomes vague and incomplete, with the Ori at the centre of a mythos that has no clear origin. No timeline offered to me or constructed of my own accord follows the rhythms of natural evolution; at some point, this planet faced a catastrophic event. A civilisation at the height of its power simply failed, erasing millennia of history as it died.

The Ori are a species that seem to persistently haunt Nephilon. They were bipedal creatures, familiar in look and sound to the species called ‘Null’ that inhabit much of the planet today: two legs and arms attached to a torso that supported them, along with a head that held their brain, two eyes to see, two ears to hear, a mouth to eat and breath through and a nose to smell. Simple exteriors hiding incredibly complex biology and the basic structure that almost all sentient and civilised life on the planet today follows – more or less. The biggest difference between them and the Null of today’s age? Simple: the Ori wielded the greatest Magick this planet has ever known.

I have journeyed across Nephilon for hundreds of years, since the dark times right at the beginning of modern history. In that time, I’ve not found anything beyond ruins and wrecks, telling the stories of a brutal, imperial regime gone wrong. From every possible piece of evidence which I have found up to now, I can come to only one conclusion: the Ori may have been mighty, but I do not for one second believe they were good. There are texts, surviving documents, ancient murals and architecture that all tell stories of one kind or another, just nothing even a little indicative of the chronology of events. They seem to have enjoyed an age of prosperity, thriving on the resources and powers they had access to whilst dominating most of the major landmasses and subjugating those species that did not willing work with them. Then, after some unknown amount of time, that ceased to be the case.

The world, as it is now, will not last much longer. Peace has never been known to these peoples and survival is the paramount concern of the population. Species like the Krannid and Urok, who were subjugated by the Ori for presumably thousands of years in the past, now find themselves free and have returned to ancient rituals to maintain a desperate relationship with the planet. The Null are less lucky, especially estranged from the Magick energies that fed their ancestors and without such shamanistic methods of reconnection.

There are newcomers, too. The Fey have only recently arisen from a deep slumber underground, appearing on the surface with abilities and physical features that put a target on their back for slave drivers. Their awakening seems to be heralding something new. A shift in things. I will be monitoring that closely.

Don’t get me wrong – the population has grown substantially during my lifetime here. Every breakthrough in deciphering a piece of Ori technology allows for another boom in territorial expansion, the subjugation of some clans by some other larger ones and the construction of a new settlement to industrialise. Unfortunately, however, such expansion does not imply prosperity for anyone involved; only some species are benefitting from such growth and no one, not even them, is actually thriving. It’s all just scraping by, on different scales and with different end goals. Survival. Nothing greater.

I am telling you this in case all is lost again in the coming years, as I suspect it might be. I am telling you so that you might understand what came before you, whether you’re a young species rising from the ashes or alien travellers discovering the planet anew. If I do it right, you might not have to do again what I endeavour to do here.

You may not understand what I’m talking about yet and that’s okay. You will.

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The Codex: An Introduction.

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Hello World.

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Hi.

I am the Archivist. I don’t entirely know what I am, or why I was placed here on this planet. But I know that name. I’ve always known it.

I endeavour to prepare a Codex – a catalogue of this planet I find myself inhabiting; ‘Nephilon’. I have been on this planet for a long time, learning much about its places and peoples. Beginning with some basic generalisations and adding specific accounts of those peoples, locations, organisations, events, equipment and Magick, I hope to create a singular source of knowledge regarding Nephilon and the wider Realm.

I do hope you find it of use.

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