Sanctuary

There is a world, a glittering orb hung among the stars, it is called Sanctuary; for that is what it was long ago when the Xyn waged a War in the Heavens with the star-gods of the Celestial Host   But that was a million years ago and you are not the heroes of that ancient race. No; you are Men, Hin, Elf, and Twist. You are rogues, thieves, raiders, reavers, tomb-robbers and other, less savory things. You are... for lack of a better word to describe your profession...   You are adventurers. You go forth from the New World, the peaceful islands and demi-continents that exist in relative peace.... and plunge into the Old World, the mega-contients that take up the mass of Sanctuary.   You will face the frozen wraiths of Gran Issidria who plot genocide against the sun, the Man-Serpents of La-Zan-Tu who worship the broken echoes of the star gods with gifts of blood will be your foes, delving into the nest of drakes that is Sunken Koth a jewel of filth once controlled by the Enslaver Beetles and filled now with the degenerate kobold, you shall scale a chunk of moon come to earth and come face to face with the decadent Amurathi and their thirst for blood...   This is an age of high adventure, an age of sword and sorcery, an age where heroes are dressed in grey and seek profit and excitement among the ruined stones of those who came before.