The world of Arsentia, the realm in which Adrian grew up in, lays in ruin and war. Fog covers the land and darkness consumes the sea there is an unnatural chill to the air and the scent of blood rot and decay is everywhere it is obvious the plague had touched more than just Alkhali in fact the jealous goddess had deemed the entire realm of Arsentia fit to drown in its own blood you find yourself in a dark forest the memories of how you arrived are not there but you know that this place is wrong that it should not exist something in your gut tells you that you are in grave danger. Whispers can be heard through the forest and screams of terror can be heard through the tree's. where will you go?
