The moon hangs heavy with promise. A breeze carries the scent of decay, a reminder that nature shifts ever onward. This is the time for renewal, to cull the gifts the dark bestows. Let us acknowledge this turning point and embark into the uncharted with hearts ablaze. Prowlers within a World of Decay The winds howl through broken cities, carryin
The Final King's Yield
A shadow falls over the land. The once-vibrant fields now lie barren, a testament to the waning influence of the last king. Whispers circulate through the villages, speaking of a curse that has sapped the very life from the soil. Only a handful of brave souls remain steadfast to uncover the mystery behind this ecological disaster. Their journey lea