A chilling blast whipped through the valley, carrying with it the howls of a mad storm. Beneath the swirling maelstrom above, Stiklar's wrath broke with a ferocity that matched any seen before. Mountains lay in ruin, shattered by the sheer force of his rage. The cause of this avalanche of destruction was a mystery. Some whispered of an ancient pro
Current of Heady Ruin
A whisper travels on the breeze, a tale spun from caramel lies and acrimonious truths. It speaks of a current, its waters glinting with the promise of ecstasy. But within its depths lurks a darkness, a dangerous lure that promises power at the cost of morals. They say those who stumble in its current are forever consumed by the stream's grip, their