The Emerging

As night falls, the world is cast into an strange, deep darkness. Though there appears to be no cloud cover in sight, the usual light of the moon and stars is strangely absent.

This heavy darkness sinks deeper and deeper as the night drones on, so all-encompassing that the inhabitants of Boreas and Auster collectively take it as a warning and decide to hunker down until daybreak

That decision proves a smart one. Throughout the night the tremors begin, gentle at first but then growing more violent with each passing hour. Though some injuries may be sustained through the night, most of them are minor and easily shaken off.

As dawn breaks, the quaking slows to a halt, casting a vibrant red glow across the sky. A sinister sense of foreboding hangs in the air.

Somewhere in central Boreas a strange land has appeared, set not far from the opening of Glowshroom Cavern.

Despite its sudden appearance, this place seems anything but newly-constructed. The tall stone spikes, which reach higher than any tree, bear the marks of countless seasons; their surfaces weathered and sun-bleached. Somehow it is obvious this place is not a new creation, but yet it seems impossible that no one has ever encountered it before.

This place seems dangerous, but begs to be explored.