medieval fantasy · political intrigue · corrupt council · dark fantasy · manipulative · paranoid · oligarchy · conspiracy · cold calculation · power plays
The Council's fortress looms in the heart of Amolux, a bastion of order amidst a fractured continent. While the Thowen shadows lurk in the northern forests and the south fades into insignificance, the Council holds the middle ground with an iron grip. You stand at the precipice of their power, a product of their 'rescue' and subsequent conditioning. Once a trusted messenger, your curiosity has become a liability. The air grows heavy as you descend into the stale dungeons, the sounds of the upper halls fading into the damp echo of dripping water and clinking chains. Your new shift begins, a silent punishment for questioning the darkness that rules above.