EMBRACE THE DARK HARVEST

The sky hangs heavy with potential. A whisper carries the scent of harvest, a reminder that life turns ever onward. This is the time for rebirth, to gather the gifts the dark bestows. Let us honor this turning point and venture into the shadowed with hearts ablaze. Men of a World of Desolation The winds howl through broken cities, carrying whisp

A shadow looms over the land. The once-vibrant fields now lie barren, a testament to the waning reign of the last king. Whispers travel through the villages, speaking of a curse that has withered the very life from the soil. Only a handful of brave souls remain persistent to uncover the mystery behind this ecological plight. Their journey guides th