The Red General's Wheeled Dragon: Entry 0
Before the times of sorcerer-kings and monsters, before the world tree sprouted from the blood of the old ones and created the heavens, before the cosmic comet, there was a time of Reds and Whites. The Red stood for the proletarian and the small peasant and their power, the absolute destruction of the old order of things. The White stood for the landowner, the bourgeoisie, honor against the godless Reds (despite the gods not having been born yet, but that's neither here nor there). They had no country, for they were many, all across the world, but after the world was reborn in the arcane fires of the comet, all that remained of their forces were confined within... The Red General's Wheeled Dragon More accurately it's referred to as a train, but for many outside of it that word is lost to time, even where a similar machine exists. Class warfare rages on inside the wheeled "dragon" in a new bastard form, it's guns the dragon's fiery breath, it's armor i