From beyond, they come. They are spawned of That Which Is Not, and they hunger for That Which Is. There are a thousand-thousand blasphemies reflected into the gaze of the Abyss, and a thousand-thousand more beyond sight. One by one, slithering in secret, they crawl into the world. The day will come when the Awakened look up from their tomes and ruins and petty factionalism, and wonder where all... [click here for more]
Some things are best left forgotten. But why should that hold us back? The ancients hoarded their magic and sealed it in secret redoubts, hidden from Sleepers and the debased spells of our age. The lords of these storehouses are long gone, but their enchantments remain, enigmas to confound us, their heirs in magic. In some of these places, the guardians charged with their protection still wait,... [click here for more]