Our world has been invaded by classic fantasy. Dwarves mine beneath the Rockies. Dragons nest in the Himalayas. Elves haunt the Amazon. The same and even worse lurk in the hills and hollers of Appalachia, where our story takes place. Electronics have become worse than useless under the sudden surge of magic into our atmosphere. That's okay though. That's all just fine and dandy. Everything is gonna be just fine. As long as I keep telling myself that it'll come true right?