Rabinsha is my campaign world. A gritty, dark, place. People can disappear with no reason. The primal forces of nature collide with the once great nations, now crumbling mockeries of their former glory. The gods are alive here, sometimes taking human form to walk the earth. Their exarchs watch over the people, offering their help. Life is simple at best, dangerous more often than not. There are great wonders to behold, and great creatures to fight. Ancient ruins dot the land, inhabited by less than amiable creatures. One could find greatness, or a grave.