The Kopav Alliance is a land of weird and terrible legends, of a tenuous balance between mortals and the land, and of haves and have nots. And they have guns: fearsome, if noisy and prone to malfunction. Gambling, whiskey, railways abound, with Sheriffs and their deputies typically less than 5 minutes away from putting together a posse to chase down miscreants who break the local laws.
The spirit of the Kopav Alliance lives in its saloons, its hazardous but valuable mines, its beautiful and wide open lands, and the terrifying spirits, haunts, and legends which abound of great evils and frightening powers which roam the lands. Come explore the lands of the Alliance, pardner, only do it with one hand on yer 6 shooter, another on yer saddlebags, and with a blessed artifact on a hallowed leather thong made from the heel-tendon of yer great granny who was hung fer usin’ witchcraft during a train robbery back in the day, hangin’ round yer neck!
