A chilling wind whipped through the valley, carrying with it the echoes of a mad storm. Underneath the swirling clouds above, Stiklar's wrath unleashed with a ferocity that rivaled any seen before. Mountains lay in ruin, shattered by the sheer force of his anger. The source of this inferno of destruction was a mystery. Some spoke of an ancient pro
River of Heady Ruin
A whisper travels on the breeze, a tale spun from sugary lies and tangled truths. It speaks of a flow, its waters glinting with the temptation of intoxication. But within its depths lurks a darkness, a seductive lure that promises glory at the cost of souls. They say those who drown in its current are forever ensnared by the current's power, their