The Cromwell Chronicles · Shadow of the Ancients Run 019

The crumbling tower looms over them like a patient predator, its stone facade weathered by centuries of neglect and something fouler. The air around the base carries the faint scent of decay mixed with brimstone—a smell that speaks of ancient deaths and d...

Jeane steps forward, her crimson eyes scanning the massive gate sealed by arcane runes that pulse with a malevolent light. The magic here is old, yes, but it's also hungry—a ravenous thing that feeds on despair and fear. "This tower isn't just abandoned...