Shadows speak to lost shepherds. Broken bodied Aberrations roam the land.
And Raylen has just been exiled from the Knightâs Temple.
Come with me to the north.
There is no reason to trust a stranger, much less a charismatic mage hungry for more power. But his entreaty brings a new sense of purpose, and guarding him would not only provide coin, but give Raylen the chance to investigate the rumors whispered in alleyways and at fire lit tables. Of shadows stalking the forests and fields, of death on the wind, of things never meant to exist.
A mage, a thief harboring secrets of his own, and a disgraced initiate. They shouldnât be enough. But in a city where every law of magic is broken in the summoning of nightmarish Aberrations, they may be the last hope.
As the darkness closes in, Raylen knows only one absolute truth: the shadows have teeth, and they are coming for her.
