A forgotten facility, lost in the frosts of the Pacific Northwest, holds the means to resurrect a conquered evil. To, once again, allow it to threaten the peaceful lands of Arreti. Unlike its previous iteration this time it will be surrounded by some of the finest minds on the planet.
Geldish, BraarB, R’yune, N’leah, and Sland had thought their warrior days behind them. Instead of sitting in comfortable bars, drinking good booze, and laughing at tales of heroics gone by, they find themselves mounting nyesteeds to face a legendary, and now all too real, terror. This time, however, they are joined by a new ally, Ben al-Salaam, a brand from the east who is as confused by them as they are by him.
As conflict marches ever closer they will find themselves joined by brave new allies and facing frightening new enemies. The first war may be over but a second looms darkly on the horizon and, this time, it will be fought on foreign soil. No matter the winner the result may be genocide.
Dark satire presented in a violent burlesque designed to make you think while you laugh and cringe. Apocalypses are funny that way.