Avsnitt 43

To all who would stand for Reliquiae, The gods are dead. Murdered by those who sought to break the world they built. For millennia, they gave their strength so that Reliquiae might endure, their light burning so ours could remain. Now that light falters. Barabask and those who feed his hunger twist the truth and poison hearts. The Gloam march beneath his name, bringing the promise of a world drowned in shadow . They would see Reliquiae unmade, the gift of the gods turned to ash. But we will not let it fall. Stand with us. Rise against their deceit. Protect what remains of the light. Let your blade, your voice, and your faith hold the line. The shadow will not flood. The truth will be illuminated. The Last Light