10 years is an awful lot of time. Especially in a universe as tumultuous as the Inner sphere

In 3055 Federated Commonwealth is finally officially formed, with Victor Steiner-Davion taking the reins of the super-state, following the assassination of his mother Melissa, amid rumors of his own involvement in the plot.

Two years later Joshua Marik, heir to the Captain-general of Free Worlds League dies of leukemia, while undergoing treatment at the prestigious New Avalon Institute of Science – NAIS. Provoked by attempted cover-up, Thomas Marik launches Operation Guerrero. Katrina Steiner-Davion secedes Steiner part of the realm and declares the Lyran Alliance, withdrawing majority of JumpShips crucial for the military effort.

In the wake of Operation Guerrero, remains of Sarna march are renamed to Chaos march, bringing an unprecedented level of destruction, treachery, betrayal and most of all – fear…

Refusal War is decimating forces of Clan Jade Falcon and Clan Wolf…

Lyons Thumb is rife with deceit and double-play, threatening to pull Lyrans and Kuritans into an all out war once more…

Zhanzheng de guang terrorist’s cells, backed by clandestine support of Sun Tzu Liao, start sowing death and devastation on all the worlds they are formed…

Pirates in the Periphery are getting bolder than ever, hitting all sides with audacity unseen in centuries…

ComStar and Word of Blake are involved in a monkey-warfare across IS, which will very soon escalate to something much bigger, showing us the full measure of strength of religious beliefs of WoB warriors, as well as terrible dissent creeping into their ranks due to their factionalism….

Amidst all that, a shadowy force is spinning its tales, and weaving its nets, finding sinister ways to sacrifice “human” for the good of humanity, plotting and dreaming of its triumphant and at the same time terrifying return when all shall see the light…

...and yet, unknown to all of them, a ghostly past buried under tons of nuclear wasteland, built of ideals most gloriously perverted, and drowned in rivers of blood, has decided to revisit the present and leave it’s ugly mark on it.

10 years prior to the start of Jihad, players get their chance to influence world around them, try to dig out its dirty secrets, and maybe even survive them.

“Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic ‘til I’m gathered safely in…”

Home before the sky falls

Marwan Udarnik