The moon hangs heavy with promise. A breeze carries the scent of change, a reminder that life shifts ever onward. This is the time for rebirth, to cull the treasures the dark yields. Let us honor this turning point and forge into the uncharted with eyes wide open. Hunters in a World of Ruin The winds howl through shattered cities, carrying whisp… Read More

The moon hangs heavy with promise. A whisper carries the scent of decay, a reminder that the cycle shifts ever onward. This is the time for rebirth, to cull the fruits the dark yields. Let us honor this transition and forge into the uncharted with hearts ablaze. Hunters in a World of Ruin The winds howl through shattered cities, carrying whisper… Read More

The sky hangs heavy with here promise. A breeze carries the scent of change, a reminder that life shifts ever onward. This is the time for reflection, to gather the treasures the dark bestows. Let us acknowledge this epoch and venture into the uncharted with hearts ablaze. Prowlers within a World of Decay The winds howl through shattered cities,… Read More