The Koumiss River Inebriation
The lifeblood of the plains, the Koumiss River, is dying. Livestock drink from its waters and fall into a stupor, their milk tainted and their meat poisoned. Whispers speak of an upstream winery, the Sunken Vineyard, whose legendary distillate has begun to seep into the groundwater. Veterans, this is no simple blame game. Both the desperate vineyard owners and the traditionalist herders have profound, logical claims to survival. Unravel the ecological and economic catastrophe before the region tears itself apart.
Chronicle Prelude
The village of Riverstead, a cluster of felt-and-timber yurts nestled along the sluggish, milky waters of the upper Koumiss. The air smells of fermented grain and sickness. Herders glare at the distant, terraced hills where the Sunken Vineyard gleams in the sun.
Environmental Traits
The herders blame the Sunken Vineyard's industrial distillate runoff for poisoning the river and their livestock. The vineyard insists a natural, alchemical fermentation deep beneath their lands is to blame, and that their livelihood is equally at stake. The truth is a complex interplay of both, with a third, darker catalyst at play.