The nights grow longer as the rumor of Earmid Labrette’s impossible corruption as the Nestor of Volition spreads seeming unease between the Nestors of Sortilege. Caravans disappearing, rumors of an evil sacrificial cult of another plane, and the disappearance of a tribal queen are overwhelming the personal liberties of the Sancrosanct Realm. The winter approaches yet the fires of the Fierus Domain remain disrupted unlike seasons of past. Something is amidst. Something in the dark. Something unseen by the Beholder, that is in need of the light of a most pure form…….

The Mask of Virtue