abyssal

Months, weeks, days passed, and the moons of Arethil rose and fell, rose and fell as the tides of the world’s oceans obeyed their command. Carried with them, their whispers. Things some could hear clearer than most. Sounds betwixt the ears of so many souls, louder in those touched by magick...

The Syzygy: Rise of the Abyssal New Lore: The Abyssal “Through the brine and through the break the spiny shell did wake. Silver and sleek, but a mountain it was. A mountain come from the deep. A mountain they rode. A mountain they dragged them down into [he laughs, sharp as broken glass] they...