The N'Parthan Commonwealth is a growing nation born from the selfish and heavy-handed efforts of the late, great warlord-thane Ulriorik N'Partha, the legendary leader of the Silverfang Tribe who led a crusade to conquer and unite the Eleven Great Clan-Tribes of the Northwarde. The conquest was short and bloody, but the unification was complete. Nearly a century after Ulriorik's death at the hands of foreign assassins, the Commonwealth still stands strong in spite of many predictions that it would die with its founder. The internal strength of the combined tribes is mightier than ever (well, until recently), and thrice in the last decade has the Commonwealth repelled invasions from the savage Urokans to the Northwest.

When it seemed that the Commonwealth was truly in the height of its prime, unexpected disaster struck hard, threatening the sanctity of its lands and the stability of its government. A freak series of seemingly-natural catastrophes struck the lands one after another, with earthquakes following tornados following tital waves and volcanic eruptions. Mountains rose from the sea, rivers dried and flatlands flooded. Emmissaries from foreign lands confirmed that the N'Parthans weren't the only ones affected by these disasters, and it seemed that even far-away nations suffered the same dooms. The superstitious folk of the Commonwealth believed these tragedies to be omens, signs of the end of days, and looked out of their shelters every day believing they would see Woden himself leading the warriors of Asgard to the final battle.

Only a few months after they started, the earthquakes stopped, the tides settled, the land finally stood still, and the gods had never come. It was over. Life picked up, and the folks of the Commonwealth began the long struggle to rebuild. Civil war sprang up, with the Loknar Clan making a move to separate, followed by a small handful of other clans who felt their efforts to protect the survivors during the Great Devastation had been unappreciated. The Commonwealth seemed on the brink of collapse, when a spark of good news arrived in the hands of foreign merchants: sailors from the Southlands had discovered a new continent beyond the western seas, a New World.

This revelation spread throughout the Commonwealth, and the Wizened of every Clan spoke unanimously to act upon this opportunity. Hostilities were set aside (if only temporarily), and alliances were made with the southern lands: the construction of strong Northwardik ships funded by wealthy southern Porsheya and manned by mixed crews of settlers would pave the way to new lives and dreams in the New World.

You are all members of the new colony of Bava-Udaris, a name chosen as a mix of both Northwardik and Ahzahli origins, meaning "Tomorrow's Hope." You are among the first folks of your lands to set foot on this new land, and have the privilege of exploring the untamed wilderness beyond to carve a new tomorrow for your people across the sea.