A midst the tempest's roar, it stands, its black stone facade weathered by the ages. For centuries it has lain dormant, silent since it fell, cleaving through the through the land, birthing the Mür, severing Grift. It Came From the Stars i...

In the guts of Graven-Tosk, a statue of an old knight falls to a quaking earth. The rubble forms a climbable path to a previously concealed ziggurat. Outside, a goat-headed vagrant stands outside, draped cloth depicting HE and scriptures ye...