"What is this place? Puzzles in Azlant, more magic than you see in a year in Absalom. Wheels literally within wheels. Bound demons and wax golems? The expense must have been enormous. But why? To what end?"
As Newhaven rises, threats besiege it from all directions. To the north, the news of the last heir of House Rogarvia threatens the start of a new war. To the south, an empire of trolls and monsters grows.
Characters hail from northern Taldor and are members or retainers of the Albercroft family. Lord Albercroft is a baron of a small domain in Northern Taldor.
30 years before the event of Oblivion, the dunmer and the argonian start a civil war all over the Empire,they want to annihilate each other....or is there something else?
"We are essentially pawns in a larger game - what we have to find out is who it is that are making the moves, and what we can do to become masters of our own destiny."
With Hargulka the Troll King slain and the Brevic Civil War occupying the attention of both Surtova and Restov to the north, Kardas appears to be well on the way to peace and prosperity...
"Not only old dead guard Black Gates, but something greater as well. From blackest pits of pitch and bile a new guardian arose both foul and vile. Beware his breath of clinging death."
The Midnight Peddler | PC Kill Count- 0 | Promises of Revenge- 1
"What I am doing here eclipses your pathetic lives. I am on the cusp of a discovery your fragile race has not been able to solve since the sky fell so long ago..."
Vencarlo is found and the party now know where the Senachal is, but something still lurks in the shadows of the labyrinth, hunting them down relentlessly.
With the defeat of the dark Dryad and surviving many of the islands others challenges, the party is well on their way to becoming the Shiv's masters...only Ieana stands in their way...
