In every culture, in every time and place, there is a myth of the perfect place, a City of Gold, a Planet of Wealth and Resources. In every heart, knowledge exists of sanctuary, a place where the sick are healed, the lost are found, the grieving are comforted.
But in every myth, every belief, and every story, finding this place is the challenge. Only the pure, only the true of heart, the innocents, the self-sacrificing can find it. Only the worthy can come across it.
This is Skopos.
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Skopos is a place for the lost, the wounded of body and heart. It is the last truly free land, connected to neither time, nor space, nor dimension. The people of a destroyed race, a land being wracked with civil war, the only survivors, the hopeless and despairing, people of every shade of imagination and beyond, these are those that are brought to Skopos. Here, they can live in peace once again, in safety, in one of the many Rooms, built to be their new home, or they can come to heal, then return freely to wherever they came from.
One must remember, though, that peace comes with a price, and not every idea of such a sanctuary is the same...
