Verge of Darkness

Woe to all should the abominations breathe the sweet air of the world again. Sweat beaded Casca's brow and a feeling of dread enveloped him as he read the seer's words.The soul eaters were returning, and there were none to stand against them but one very frightened tavern owner and a small band of warriors. The abominations and their demonic servants were gathering at the edge of the portal. Casca knew days of blood, chaos and black sorcery beckoned, but even he was unprepared for the true depth of horror awaiting them. They would need all the help they could get to keep their very souls, let alone save the world from plunging into a new age of darkness.