The Darkness That Slept

<p><span style=color: rgba(24 24 24 1)>The world gathers on a precipice over chaos:</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(24 24 24 1)>In the West the God-Emperor Cardolyn Tyier broods over his vast conquests and plots the subjugation of all other kingdoms.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(24 24 24 1)>To the South the Kalvonder plutocracy continues their bloody entertainments too invested in small schemes transient vices and petty ascensions to notice one of their own has a far grander design.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(24 24 24 1)>From the East a legion of paladins embarks on a crusade of holy conquest against the secluded Northlands intent on supplanting the land's sovereign deity and crushing it beneath their pantheon.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(24 24 24 1)>But these are children's squabbles for a forgotten evil hides behind these conflicts amassing power and guiding humanity toward the precipice.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(24 24 24 1)>The world has had many names for it but men always called it the Muntalabacs: Dread Lords. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(24 24 24 1)>The Avenar know one has resurfaced. They can feel his quiet footsteps resounding across the world and heralding the renewed conflict between their families. The Avenar are spent though and will need whatever help they can find be it from eccentrics outcasts or madmen. </span>After their disappearance few believed they were truly gone for such nightmares could not die so easily. Now centuries later most have forgotten even their myth forgotten why men are supposed to fear the dark.</p><p><br></p>