Blood Omen

Soulbound

"In some distant plane there lies a world known as Urth. This world was not always as it is now. A compilation of every horror ever imagined.   Necromancers construct zombies from stolen body parts and corpses, The foul blood drinking creatures known as the Sanguine rule over their human flocks, Darker things still manipulat all the sentient beings of the world to their dark and mysterious machinations, Beasts and Demons roam the roads at night and, confronted by all the darkness of this broken world, regular humans sometimes became the worst monsters of all.   Still yet ; packs of beasts emerge like the tide, drawn out by the moon, their humanity washed away by animal rage. The Vampire bare their fangs at the scent of human blood. Hordes of the walking dead lurch across the manors and moors, driven by an innate hunger for the living. Abominations twitch to life in alchemists' laboratories and in dark caverns alike. Geists haunt the huddled human towns and terrify travelers along the dark crossways in between. From Urth's deeper chasms, powerful Entities and conspiring whispers plot humanity's downfall, their influence spreading into all echelons of human society.   The humans of Urth have done their best to fight back. They form torch-wielding mobs to cleanse the abominations with fire. They train specialized holy warriors, called Inquisitors, to strike back against the supernatural horrors. Most of all, they brandish the power of their faith in the Church of Holy Sight. But the weapons of commoners, soldiers, and priests are all failing. Their whispered prayers and runic wards don't hold their same power. Talismans of silver no longer frighten nocturnal horrors. The holy symbols no longer keep trespassers from disturbing the entombed dead. Things are getting progressively worse for humanity across the breadth of the land.   When the light fades and the moon rises over Urth, humanity becomes the universal prey. it has been this way for many moons and many winters. Still yet, it is just the beginning. Something far worse watches and waits, drawing ever closer to this fragile plane of existence from the void beyond.    

Descent into Darkness

  Once, Urth had saviors, Entities who held back the darkness. Now humanity clings to the bottom of the food chain, struggling to survive in a world menaced by monsters. What do a priest's blessings mean when the dead walk the land? How can friends be trusted when they transform into beastly enemies? What does life mean when aristocratic immortals stalk one's lifeblood? The humans of Urth are beset on all sides by shadow, and unless they find a way to survive, shadow will envelop all. Has humanity's story come to its end? Only your actions will tell.