EMBRACE THE DARK HARVEST

The moon hangs heavy with promise. A chill carries the scent of decay, a reminder that the cycle turns ever onward. This is the time for renewal, to cull the gifts the dark bestows. Let us acknowledge this epoch and forge into the uncharted with souls prepared. Prowlers within a World of Ruin The winds howl through fractured cities, carrying whi

A shadow falls over the land. The once-vibrant fields now lie barren, a testament to the waning influence of the last king. Whispers spread through the villages, speaking of a curse that has drained the very life from the soil. Only a handful of brave souls remain determined to uncover the secret behind this ecological disaster. Their journey carri