Any rdrama interest in collaborative worldbuilding?

There's an isolated gargantuan caldera surrounded by a MASSIVE range of mountains that's now plagued with sentient convection cells (living storms ) ruling as petty gods or demons seeming to reenact an incomprehensible play or grand orchestra wherever they go.

The caldera is pockmarked with vast otherworldly wealth, material and metals not from this world where the sention storms jealousy guard with a zealous zeal. Some speculate that the region was apart of a vast decadent Empire that some God saw justly punished for their crimes. Some ruins of this hedonistic realm still linger housing a panoply of horror and debased creatures hungering to slake their appetites on the unspecting now primitive populace.

Their isolation has engendered a unique biodiversity of life and monsters along with strange and heretical forms of magic and culture. The storms are feared/hated/worshipped as the "Breath of God" and countless generations have passed trying to comprehend their grand processions and theatre for meaning and morality.

The recent discovery by outside civilisation has spurred the Storms into a recent frenzy as if their millennium long cavalcade has reached its crescendo. Awe-inspiring displays of heroism and villainy erupt across the skies and great parallels are seen among the populace as many seek to exploit these new "adventurers" for all their worth to destabilize the region and settle old grudges only fear the of Storms kept at bay. All the while shrieks of vile euphoria and unspeakable things echo throughout the dreams of people as the ancient corpse of an Empire arises from their pits like an ecstatic and flayed revenant. So many delightful things discovered from God's banishment.

That's all for me.

@Lappland

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