They say the Astral breathes…
It whispers secrets to those who know how to listen.
But to hear its whisper is
to gaze into an all-consuming abyss…
At the edge of Yazes, in the crumbling sanctuary of Astral mages, strange occurrences have been taking place in recent months. Eternal flows of magical energy have begun to swirl, as if coming alive, forming intricate symbols that no one can read. Even the greatest mages are at a loss…
Recently, one of the apprentices, disregarding all warnings, dared to step into one of these whirlwinds. His body was discovered three days later, but he was no longer himself. An empty vessel, eyes devoid of life. He repeated only one phrase, over and over:
“The coming storm will repay the debt to the astral lords.”
Ancient chronicles speak of something called The Awakening, when the Astral will cross the boundary between worlds. Then its will shall become absolute, and all those who have bound their fates to magic will fall under a new dominion.
But who controls this? Whose will could surpass that of the Astral itself?
Hidden cults have stirred, holding secret gatherings in the most unexpected places. Rumors spread: something great is being prepared, something capable of reshaping the very nature of magic.
Now your path leads to where the whispers of stars and the maelstroms of the void intertwine. Only you can uncover the truth: is this a prophecy… or a threat?