It has been nearly two hundred years since the fall of Iliandur and the great horrors were unleashed from the gates of the once great capital of the greatest Empire that humankind had ever achieved. In that time the world has tried to persevere in spite of the horrors of the damned and forsaken; putting forth all of their efforts to survive in a broken existence that has now finally reached the farthest corners of what was once the empire’s borders which has finally forced the hand of several of the other species of life on Esarion to finally admit that the threat of the horrors from the abyss are not simply the problem of humankind. But after one hundred and forty-two years of sorrow, plague, and death who can believe that this realization is not one reached at too late of a time?

Redemption: Shadows of Escarion