In the Time of Dying Stars, countless children warped by the black rain were slain after birth as monsters and hellspawn. A special one lived, to her dismay.
The hallmark of a new Alliance; a safe place for the men of words to meet.
There are ruins, scattered about the world, and all are sealed with unbreakable locks.
When all of these locks suddenly open, what emerges?
Ideas ( Dungeons ) | January 20, 2004 |