C1225 Natural Selection
A palpable grief and despair emanated from the ship as it approached, its presence heavy and inescapable. The Starborn clansmen aboard bore ashen faces, their eyes a dull grey, the color of death.
Resigned to their fate, they harbored no illusions of survival, desiring only a swift end to their suffering.
Encountering the fearsome Demons of the Everlands
