At the edge of the forest, near the great lakes, it sat. A human encampment, mercenaries apparently. Their uniforms were well-worn and soiled, and the Templar vanguard could hear them coughing and...

Day was coming to an end. Evening light of the Hysh shone weakly upon a ramshackle wooden platform in a small camp near the city of Crobus. A tall Desraki priest with an enormous axe was standing...

Upon a safe spot on a cliffside overlooking the surrounding desert, a clandestine meeting took place. Under blood-red tents, Vardeshir the Solemn sat across representatives of one of the disgruntled...

One day, the Templars of Our Burning Saviour marched to Kleah.Old Kleah, the dark, massive city, carved at the behest of ancient warlords and daemons out of black stone around the fallen Hydra’s...