Aver­alaan– that most ancient of cities, had long been the home of magics both dark and bright. For the site where this most civi­lized city of mortals now stood had once been a dread place indeed, a citadel of evil ruled by the Lord of the Hells. Only through the greatest of sacri­fices had he been contained and cast back into his own dimen­sion. And though the passing centuries had all but oblit­er­ated the memo­ries of that terrible time, trouble was once again stir­ring in the hidden byways of Averalaan. The first warning that the Dark Lord’s minions were at work came from a pack of street rats led by a young woman gifted with the ability to see the truth even when it … Continue reading →