Awakening in Boston
Something Stirs Within the City on the Hill
A balance has shifted amongst the wise. While some candles have blown out, new souls alight to take their place among the heavenly firmament. For the sanctum to hold, old pacts must be renewed, or if left untended may crack the foundation of world itself. From below the abyss stares hungrily at its chance to become ascendent and consume us all. All eyes now gather at the Weathered Binding.