Adventures in Valerick
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What happens when the lights of a world, a reality almost get shut out? What happens when reality does not break entirely, but strains against itself, even whilst trying to heal. Valerick is a world where magick is not to be fully trusted, yet it is necessary. Where gods of mortals Ascended to forge their own domains, to try and protect their flocks. And where dark things, the things beyond the end, nightmares indescribable, push against the limitations of reality upon them to consume creation, energy itself. It is a injured world, writhing but not yet dying, healing but not yet out of danger. Adventure here is not for the faint of heart, and those whom take up such a mantle either die in obscurity or live to prove words, legends and stories have real tangible power, becoming Exemplari. Which will you be, explorer?