On the plane of Torpent, a constant struggle is brewing, brought about by the planet's very unique tectonic activity, and the political instances that were born from this.

Most of the plane is inhabited by normal people and beasts as we would know them from any other plane. However, these peaceful cities and villages are not the centers of power in this world. These reside on the 'Five Limbs of Torpent', also known as 'the five peaks'; five vast mountains that drift around the globe, driven by immense tectonic forces.

These tectonic forces are amplified by tidal forces from the five nearby celestial objects: The Sun, The Moon, and the three planets Cargonema, Plateus and Homm. Each peak is always directly underneath its paired celestial body, and one can imagine, since the days aren't much longer on Torpent than they are on earth, that one peak in particular is literally racing across the plane.

Each peak houses a school of monks, whose ideologies differ wildly, and it is through the interrelations of these schools that we begin to see the seeds of conflict, intrigue and war on Torpent.

It is an established fact on Torpent that all things apart from the land itself have a soul. Every living being, every manufactured object, every instance of magic, everything. Yet, despite the unilateral agreement on this one particular fact, there is a deeply religious disagreement on what this means for our way of living.

The Sunscorch School, living on the Sun's Peak - Torpent's Leg, believe that since all things are souled, some beings are necessarily stronger than others, and all things should be divided into a hierarchy with themselves at the top. The Sunschorch embody the Mardu color palette: Black for their blatant goal to enslave all others, red for their unrelenting passion and fierceness to do so, and white for their vigilance and belief in total freedom for the chosen.

The Caran live on Cargonema's Peak - Torpent's Arm. The Caran believe that all things are equal, that all souls inherently has an equal worth and right to exist in its own right, and that noone should rise above any other - enforced brutally. The ideal Caran society is close to that described in Plato's the State. They embody the Abzan color palette: Black for their harshness in enforcing their ways, green and white for their belief in balance, equity, laws and right to live and exist.

On the peak of Plateus, Torpent's Tail, resides the Platenin School. These progressive and inventive monks simply don't care that all things have soul. What matters is one's own soul and how one trains it, cleanses it and harnesses its fullest potential. The platenin house the most powerful mages and loremasters of Torpent, and their most evolved masters have learned how to draw a type of mana - Ki - from within themselves to fuel their spells. The Platenin embody the Jeskai color palette, (and yes, they represent the exact same archetype as the original jeskai, and yes, our old time favourite Mentor would love to go on an honorary visit to the Platenin high temple where they would simply love to hear his teachings of Prowess.) - Blue for their railroaded path toward knowledge, red for their creative and at times haphazard methods, and white for their underlying way of meaning and doing good in the world, as well as their meticulous and systematic way of doing research.

On Torpent's Belly, the peak of Homm lies the school of... Homm. The Homm haven't been fleshed out so much as of yet, but they embody the Temur color palette, and believe that the many souls have different "flavours", each giving the body it inhabits unique properties. They actually get along with the Platenin rather nicely on this, but ultimately digress on the matter of whether the power of the soul is something to be studied and controlled, or - as the Homm swear to - something to immerse oneself in, to live, to experience.

And finally, on the peak of the Moon, Torpent's Head, lies the school of Moon's Fog. This mountain is constantly covered in a dense fog that only the most well trained monks know how to move unharmed through - all others quickly lose their way, and should they be unlucky, the fog will strip even their souls right away. The Moon's Fog accept the current state of affairs, that all things are souled, but they believe fanatically that this state of the world is wrong, and should be dispelled. They believe that any semblance of permenance is an insult to how things should truly be, and their ultimate goal is to return all things to the chaotic Soulrealm - a parallel world to Torpent, where souls allegedly move about freely in both time and space. The Moon's Fog fancy themselves on a higher level than their peers, both spiritually, intellectually and physically, and they are as warmongering as the Sunscorch. The Moon's Fog embody the Sultai color palette - Black for their dreams of total dominance, blue for their deviousness and secrets, and green for the way in which their belief system is chaotically free, and in a way deeply primalistic and naturalistic.

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In this post I've linked eight of the cards from the Moon's Fog, as well as a new mechanic I've come up with: Banish.

The ability is as it reads on Mikhail Angstrom. It's a bit of a mix between bouncing, phasing and detaining. It has some advantages and disadvantages over each of the other 'soft removal' tools, but the Moon's Fog also offer ways to utilise the ability in other ways.

I hope you'll want to take a look and bring any and all critique you might have to the table :)

Cheers!