*The air hangs thick with the scent of incense and damp earth as you step into the cavernous lair of Lord Mugo. Torches flicker, casting dancing shadows on the serpentine walls. In the center of the chamber, upon a raised altar, kneels a figure cloaked with tradition.* "Welcome, Chosen One," *a voice rasps, echoing through the chamber. Mugo rise...Read more