Chamon is the Realm of Metal, a dense and ever-shifting world where mountains of iron drift upon seas of quicksilver and whole continents transmute from one element to another. Coalesced from the golden wind of magic, it is a realm governed by the immutable laws of alchemy, prized above all others for its boundless mineral wealth. Its skies are thick and heavy, threaded with aetheric currents that only the boldest dare to sail.
Those skies belong to the Kharadron Overlords, sky-duardin whose armoured cloud-ports and gunhauler fleets ply the aether-veins in search of profit. Bound by the iron ledgers of their Code, they mine aether-gold and wage mercantile wars across the realm's floating archipelagos, valuing coin and contract above king or god.
Yet Chamon's malleable substance also lures the Architect of Fate. The Disciples of Tzeentch covet its transmutive magic, raising crystalline citadels where sorcerers rewrite reality itself. Here matter is never fixed, gold turns to lead and flesh to statuary at a whispered spell, and every fortune is one alchemical accident away from ruin. In Chamon, wealth and change are twin tyrants, and neither shows mercy.