Sometimes, the Wyld Hunt forgets how dangerous the world is. Sometimes it
cannot see the greater threat in the distance. But sometimes, it can. More
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It has been 6 years since the dissapearance of the Scarlet Empress and the Wyld Hunt has become less effective. Unless, of course you happen to be on the Blessed Isle itself. You and the rest of your circle find themselves as new exalts, stranded in the homeland of the Realm. Your goal is simple; survive the hatred and fear of the common citizens, avoid the soldiers of the Immaculate Order, and stay away from the Dragon Bloded sent to kill you
Gettlesand, in the East, has much to offer. A First Age temple of rosewood and jade. A cache of yaral crystals stolen from Gem. A cavernous labyrinth of untold ages past. The Perfect Circle arrives in search of answers, but instead finds more questions_x0014_questions that lead back to a half-healed heartache, a shattered oath of the First Age, and to the Deathknight Melancholy Abyss of Night, who may hold the most shocking truth of all.
It lies beneath a cover of green leaves and is nestled in a blanket of vines, but something there sleeps no more. With frightening speed, a promising future and a shadowed past threaten to collide with an impact fit to shake the very foundations of Creation. If not stopped, that is. Hopefully you will be up to the task.