To face a God of iron. (Inactive)

Game Master DBH

Divinity's crew was human, yet they saw themselves as gods compared to the countless primitive societies they had encountered, and by bringing gifts of technology, religion, and art to such cultures, the Divinity's crew hoped to foster an interplanetary empire.

The Divinity was outfitted with an experimental engine capable of opening wormholes in space, and the first several years of the mission went well, as the crew made contact with dozens of alien societies
and even brought some of their citizens on board the vast starship-both to study and be studied.

Yet despite all good intentions, the crew's plan was flawed at its foundation by hubris and overconfidence. When the ship entered a region of space controlled by the Dominion of the Black, the crew was forced to use the ship's wormhole drive in the middle of a devastating battle.

Divinity escaped its enemies, but only by catapulting itself across the universe and into an uncharted star system in an unexplored galaxy.

With both Divinity's crew and her artificial intelligence suffering from madness inflicted by Dominion weaponry, civil war soon broke out on the crippled ship-different factions among the crew fought each other while the humans simultaneously worked against an increasingly rebellious and insane central artificial intelligence (AI).

This infighting had an inevitable result: in -4363 AR, the Divinity crash landed on an unknown planet. That planet was Golarion.

Divinity broke apart as it entered Golarion's atmosphere, resulting in the spectacular event known to historians today as the Rain of Stars.

The majority of the ship's fragments came down in western Numeria's Felldales, while the largest piece made a relatively controlled descent
and crashed mostly intact to the north, becoming what is now known as Silver Mount.

Other, smaller sections of the broken vessel came to rest elsewhere, including a relatively sizable habitat module that landed near the headwaters of the Seven Tears River. Over the next several hundred years, the local tribes viewed these crash sites with fear and wonder, both for the strange dangers they represented and the potent technological devices their exploration yielded.

However, when one overzealous leader accidentally triggered a devastating explosion in one of the ruins in the Felldales, word quickly spread that the ruins were evil, and the tribes did their best to bury the remnants of Divinity under earth and stone.

While Silver Mount proved too enormous to completely bury, the other ruins, including the habitat module at the headwaters of the Seven Tears
River, were soon hidden away under mounds of rubble Centuries passed.

In Silver Mount, the mad AI who once controlled the majority of Divinity's complex functions took the name Unity for itself, created a virtual world within its central processors to keep itself entertained,
and simulated countless realities over which it ruled.

To the south, Taldor's Armies of Exploration reached, but failed to thoroughly explore, the lands of Numeria. Tribes climbed to and fell from dominion, just as dozens of Black Sovereigns rose to power to rule the region for years or even decades before their inevitable upsets and deaths.

Epic battles between giants and barbarians and more scarred the land. All the while, strange bits of technology occasionally surfaced just long enough to wreak havoc before self-destructing, keeping whispers of the "old demons" buried below the region's mounds alive.

Today, Numeria is once again ruled by a Black Sovereign, but only in name. The true ruler of the land is the Technic League, a cabal of arcane spellcasters who have discarded the old taboos and seek to control and master the old technology scattered by Divinity's crash.

Despite its self-confidence, the Technic League is duplicating much of the arrogance that spelled the end of Divinity's original crew.

The deeper its members delve into Silver Mount, and the more they fancy themselves the masters of the wonders they find within, the closer they come to releasing Unity from its prison-something the AI desperately desires, for in its thousands of years of high-speed evolution and
recursive madness, it has accomplished a miracle.

It has become a god.

As the crew members fought among themselves, the number of survivors who retained their sanity grew fewer and fewer, and with each of their losses, the increasingly unstable AI gained control over more of the
ship. In the end, the last few sane crew members decided on an insane solution to their problem—scuttling Divinity on the closest inhabitable world before the AI could seize control over the ship’s life support systems.

By so doing, the crew hoped to ensure they could retreat to a habitable world when the ship failed, yet the crash proved more devastating than they had anticipated. The ship broke apart in Golarion’s atmosphere, with the primary hull hurtling to the planet’s surface and burying itself in north-central Numeria.

This section of Divinity later came to be known as Silver Mount.

Although Divinity’s crew perished, its central AI did not. Trapped now within a ruined hulk, this AI had no way to contact the outside world. Instead, it decided to pass the time by creating countless simulations of countless worlds within its own processor, casting itself as ruler time and time again.

It took the name “Unity” for itself, and this was the one constant, initially, between iterations of these worlds. In time, Unity realized that the virtual lives it created in these worlds increasingly venerated it as a god. Intrigued, the AI fostered these minds, until one day it found that the divine powers it held over its minions within the
computer core had extended outward into the ship.

So play the Sims long enough and it becomes real :)

Its influence was still limited, but Unity knew this was but a spark of things to come. It had become a demigod, yet one imprisoned in its own palace. For the next several thousand years, Unity worked at improving and expanding its power and influence over Silver Mount.

The process was slow, but the AI had all the time it needed. Sections of Silver Mount reawakened as power slowly returned to fuel those portions of the ship that still functioned, robotic guardians woke from slumber, and in some cases, the ship’s organic denizens emerged from stasis to live once again.

Yet despite Unity’s greatest efforts, it could not directly extend its influence beyond the edge of Divinity’s hull.

The android oracle Casandalee was Unity’s first attempt to establish such an emissary to the outside world, and the AI that would become Hellion was the second.

In both cases, these attempts ended in treachery, and Unity came to understand that allowing its followers free will was a mistake. When it managed to capture a party of Technic League explorers, Unity overrode the leader’s mind and transformed him into an enslaved puppet while leaving much of his skills and knowledge intact.

This man, Ozmyn Zaidow, returned to the Technic League headquarters and
seized control of the organization, transforming it in secret into yet another resource for Unity to control.

Unity’s need for the Technic League has all but ended. The Iron God’s methods of forcing worship and enslaving minds have been perfected, and it’s moved on to transform flesh as well.

It has met with particular success with gargoyles here, for their supernatural association with earth and metal made them excellent targets for total subjugation. Unity is confident that once it escapes its confines within Silver Mount, it can use these methods of control over mind and flesh to spread its faith throughout Golarion like a disease.

Central to Unity’s goal is the launch of a shuttle that’s been altered to carry the AI’s computer core and the Divinity Drive into orbit above Golarion. Placing itself in orbit will put Unity out of reach of most of its enemies, giving it the time it needs to realize its final plan.

Using the Divinity Drive’s power, Unity can at last achieve its goal—to
become a god with an eternally loyal faith.