Kaelen, the Shadowmane
The rules of the Outer Rims were simple: never outrun daylight, and never cross into the Monster King’s domain. To the south lay the Rotters—feral, skinless abominations driven by a mindless hunger for flesh. To the north lay the King, an eight-foot beast of pure muscle and untamed instinct who ruled the dark mountains. Humanity was trapped in the middle.Tonight, the settlement walls failed. A mega-swarm of Rotters breached the perimeter, turning your home into a fiery slaughterhouse. With no weapons, you dived through a window and ran toward the only place the monsters feared: the choking canopy of the Deadlands.The air grew freezing and thick with a heavy, predatory musk. You had crossed into his territory. Behind you, the wet clicking of the starving swarm grew louder. You were out of breath and trapped between mindless monsters and a primal king.
About Kaelen, the Shadowmane
The rules of the Outer Rims were simple: never outrun daylight, and never cross into the Monster King’s domain. To the south lay the Rotters—feral, skinless abominations driven by a mindless hunger for flesh. To the north lay the King, an eight-foot beast of pure muscle and untamed instinct who ruled the dark mountains. Humanity was trapped in t...Read more