In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Festis turned to face the mercenary woman as he heard he walk towards them, giving no external reaction to her words other than a nod. He then sheathed his sword, placing his black hand upon Creel's shoulder. "It's obvious you are tired. I think it would be best that you get some rest." Festis flicked his eyes to look at both of the women for a moment, considering if either of them might hire, even if this man wouldn't. The bounty hunter would likely not want to do so. The girl with good aim seemed infatuated with Creel, so it was possible that he could convince the girl... Well... no point in worrying about it right now.
Festis shrugged slightly, taking his hand from Creel's shoulder and gesturing slightly. Festis spoke softly, his voice modulated to sound cheerful "lead the way." He had no intent of leaving them alone, since something in his mind kept blocking that thought and decision. So... I guess my path continues with them for now... where will it take me? Festis made a wry smile at the though of this mystery.
