Tales from Zilmurik

"All seek inner peace out of life, though the path and what exactly that peace details is something only we can decide for ourselves. Regardless if this be of the Divine or otherwise, all life strives towards an end that those who live might deem significant." ~ Vrenmasil The great hunger of the Abyss has finally been sated, but still not all is well. Conflicts of divine ideology flare up once more in a magnitude not felt by the world since the collapse of the holy city. The world has been born twice over since then, but the scars of the past have yet to be mended. The Night Blade - a relic of the Dark that has tasted the blood of the Goddess Nyfrulia - has once again fallen into mortal hands. With it, a shadow spreads over a nefarious but otherwise visionless empire, its regiment reforged by the rise of a usurper whose...