Autumn is here. Finally, the heat of the summer is breaking, and you can breathe a sigh of relief as the cool grip of autumn touches the lands of Mythris. All across the continent, the colors begin to change ... from a vibrant green to a collection of warm reds and oranges. Frantic prey begin their troublesome hustle to store food for the winter..
But there is still the ever present threat of the plague. The power of the dark magic seems to spread, leaving prey more and more sparse before the coming winter. There is a very palpable dread in the air as the plague continues to leech the life from the land ... though things in the epicenters are suddenly feeling suspiciously quiet ...
A large island in the shape of a slumbering wolf. There are days the island seems to stand up and wade through the ocean, searching for a new place of rest. While the Moving Isle can be explored, characters will be teleported off of it when it decides to relocate.