Three hundred years ago an event occurred unprecedented since the fall of the Empire of Reptos. A ship crossed the Unpassable Ocean, broached the Sundering and made harbour in the ancient City of Kings. It bore the Cabal and that night was dark and terrible. Demons stalked the City streets and fire and lightning danced across the roofs.
The Centurion King was slain and the Cult of the Eternal cast out of their Temple. Some say they managed to flee into the desert, others claim that none survived or that if they escaped the City then demons devoured them. No-one knows the truth but what is known is that since that time the City has lain under the iron hard hand of the Cabal.
The Cabal took control of the Spire and built their towers at the cardinal points of the City. In order to draw upon greater demonic power the Cabal fuels the Night of Madness not understanding that in their plotting they have gradually been further and further corrupted. Some are barely human now, magic and demonic energies creating humanoid monsters whose moral values have been twisted beyond recognition. Evil creatures have been drawn to the city like a moth to flame.
The Centurion King was slain and the Cult of the Eternal cast out of their Temple. Some say they managed to flee into the desert, others claim that none survived or that if they escaped the City then demons devoured them. No-one knows the truth but what is known is that since that time the City has lain under the iron hard hand of the Cabal.
The Cabal took control of the Spire and built their towers at the cardinal points of the City. In order to draw upon greater demonic power the Cabal fuels the Night of Madness not understanding that in their plotting they have gradually been further and further corrupted. Some are barely human now, magic and demonic energies creating humanoid monsters whose moral values have been twisted beyond recognition. Evil creatures have been drawn to the city like a moth to flame.
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