Golems are a proud race, their pride rising from both their nature and their achievements. Having no need for food or shelter and having no fear of weather nor beasts, they took to more complex occupations almost immediately. While Humans fought against hyenas barehanded Golems practised masonry. When Elves constructed their first bows Golems had built crossbows. When Dwarves smelted iron for the first time Golems had already finished their first steel body prototype. Meeting other races for the first time has been a considerable disappointment that never truly dissipated. In those times, Kingdoms of light and darkness were almost irrelevant in their destructive capabilities.
Since their creation Golems had seen the world as a mass of raw materials for artisans to work with, and sour meetings of the past convinced Golems that they were most blessed and that this world was ultimately theirs. As such, they dispersed, feeling no danger to bring them together nor having any need for cooperation. They went through the world, building structures and artwork as they desired, leaving their craft behind them. The short and fleeting lived fleshlings could admire them, knowing that they'd never reach such heights.
But reach such heights they did. Golems had grown complacent, without any need for improvement all that pushed them was their own desire. This was enough, as there were very few ways for a Golem to slack off, but due to scattering the masters of craft often could not compare their works or share their insights. Only two cities of Golems stood, Steel river and Himlonde, rightfully called Peerless. Dwarves had caught up to Golems in metalcrafting while Elves even exceeded them in woodwork, but when it came to architecture Golems were still the best there were.
But the cities might not stand for long. The war raged, and what Kingdoms of Light and Darkness lacked in their culture, history and craft they made up in numbers, magic and guile. With each year, the requests from Human fortress of Baran Dandeli to the west and undead legions led by Lich Knight to the east became more forceful. In the south forces of Sir Greywolf fought against cultists of Peny, both imploring your aid. More distant kingdoms sent letters asking for aid, promising that the end times were upon us all and that we could stop the worst from happening if we acted. But who are we?
[] Administrator of Steel River You rule the city and try to keep all sides happy enough to try to bribe you rather than conquer you
[] Richest Merchant of Himlonde You are responsible for keeping the trade going and convincing people to trade with you rather than rob you
[] General of the First Steel legion You go and tell the lesser races to sort their shit out away and not bother the important people