Oznan and Godfrey have journeyed from the Black Spire to the Phoenix Chamber's depths in pursuit of arcane, veiled, and forsaken lore. The discolored pages of a tome whose leather binding has deteriorated, leaving the pages distorted and suspended by rotten threads, portray a gateway from a bygone era—one that connects to a realm beyond via a blood-stained rite. It speaks about unfathomable creatures whose very names torment lesser mortals' brains.

Now.. they attempt to inscribe these archaic names into history's annals once more.

Quote: Wrote:

“At first I felt dizzy - not with the kind of dizziness that makes the body reel but the kind that's like a dead emptiness in the brain, an instinctive awareness of the void.”