The war for the galaxy will not begin with armies. It will begin in the gutters.
In the lawless sectors out the outer rim, the Ascendancy’s grip is loose, and the Syndicate’s hold is absolute. Here, amidst the neon glare of Port Nyx and the blood-soaked sands...
In this matriarchal world, the energy called ryh gives its wielder the power to bend the established laws of natural philosophy. In ancient times, it’s an energy the profanes even believed to be magic.
In the Duchy of Buire, a group of adventurers welcomes...