The night hangs heavy with secrets. A chill carries the scent of change, a reminder that nature turns ever onward. This is the time for reflection, to seize the gifts the dark offers. Let us acknowledge this turning point and venture into the shadowed with eyes wide open. Prowlers within a World o

A shadow creeps over the land. The once-vibrant fields now lie fallow, a testament to the waning influence of the last king. Whispers travel through the villages, speaking of a curse that has sapped the very life from the soil. Only a handful of brave souls remain steadfast to uncover the mystery be