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22:30, 19th April 2024 (GMT+0)

Rise of The Fallen: The Blackfire Crusade


Great Mother, I am troubled

The year is 199 ACW. An industrial revolution is sweeping the Free Lands of Elondaron. Airships and lightning rails have transformed travel forever, while factories belch ash and smoke into the sky. A race of golems march in armies, work in factories, and take jobs that were once the province of mere mortals. For all the progress, old wounds fester, and darkness is growing.

Those who covet my sister's power gather around her like vultures.

The Exalt of the Great Church of the Nine has served for over two hundred years, but at last her mind has begun to fray. A great council of archbishops has been convened to deal with the delicate situation. The Exalt fears that the Great Church will soon pass into unworthy hands. To cement her legacy, she has declared a great crusade against The Holy Seat's most persistent foe — the great dragon Blackfire.

The Day of Darkness draws near, and The Dragon comes once again.

For forty-nine years Blackfire has ravaged the city of Notre Dame. Appearing every seventh year on ill-omened Summerend, the dragon rises from the Gash to lay waste to the city. She is an implacable foe of light and life, but she is far from the only threat.

The necromancers are more active than I have ever seen them.

In the depths of the Gash lies Mournhollow, the dread collage of necromancy. They seek The Dark Reaper's resurrection, and have now discovered the necessary tools — his heart, his blade, and the book that holds the formula for rebuilding his body. They don't have all the pieces in their grasp yet, but time is growing thin.

Strange cults are growing like a canker across the land.

Led by the prophet Nyarael, a sinister cult worshiping entities from beyond the stars has grown like a fungus, drawing in the lost, outcast, and mad. They sing insidious prayers that work cracks into the fabric of reality, allowing eldritch abominations from The Far Realm free reign in The Three Worlds. Those who hear this song of stars speak of a Grand Conjunction that nears.

What else lurks, waiting for the Great Church to show weakness?

The Lady of Black Tears has not yet abandoned her quest to reunite the Shards of Jillian. She has discovered the last two shards remaining, and is moving into position. Murder, mayhem, and madness follow in her wake as she grows closer to her prize.

Great Mother, please send me some sign that all is not yet lost...

Turbulent times call for heroes. A motley band of adventurers, drawn together by The Blackfire Crusade, have risen to the challenge. You are one of these heroes who has chosen to heed the Great Church's call to arms. Your actions will change the course of history, for better or ill.

When the call goes out, and the world hangs in the balance, where will you stand?