You are dead. You shuffled off this mortal coil, passed away, bought the farm, or any of a thousand other quaint metaphors we use to avoid staring into the face of our own mortality.
You are not dead. Something else was more important – you didn't have time to lie quiet in your grave, you had things that needed doing. And on the cusp of dissolution, at the crossroads of this world and the next,... [click here for more]
Did they tell you magic is sealed away by the Abyss? That the Supernal Realm can’t affect the Fallen? That you’ll never see the Watchtower again?
Nothing is ever that simple.
The curse keeps Sleepers from seeing it, but we are Awakened. We see past the Lie with our Sight every day, grasp the Supernal with our spells and seek the Mysteries. And what Mysteries we find!
Artifacts... [click here for more]
The need to hunt burns in your heart and in your soul. To chase down prey with your blood pumping fire through your body. Yesterday you didn’t know what that felt like, but today you’re sitting in a room with the bodies of your family and you need to hunt.You are a human, a wolf, a killer, a monster. The ultimate predator.You must... [click here for more]
You are dead. You shuffled off this mortal coil, passed away, bought the farm, or any of a thousand other quaint metaphors we use to avoid staring into the face of our own mortality.You are not dead. Something else was more important – you didn't have time to lie quiet in your grave, you had things that needed doing. And on the cusp of dissolution, at the crossroads of this world and... [click here for more]
You are one of the Begotten, the living embodiment of a primal nightmare of humanity. Your soul, your Horror, is a monstrous creature - maybe something that humanity dreamed and wrote down and still speaks of in legends, or maybe some outlandish horror that no living person has ever seen. You are a Beast, and you must feed. Your Hunger drives you, and your Hunger might damn you. Indulge... [click here for more]