35th of Hothling, 562
The gods are dead, the realm has been plunged into a new dark and cold age. The return of the old ways, of druids and witchcraft. Superstition now rules supreme.
Occult tribalism offer hope to a desperate peoples in a chilled world of ruins. With faith and the land itself reforged in the aftermath of this calamity even older Creatures slip into Hune from the farer realms of Til Na Drah.
The Fae and the Feogan vie for our souls and attention. These darker beings seep through the Bridge to haunt our broken world. It is a time of old and new stories to be told. For sacred quests and old magic to twist fate in ever more unforeseen ways.