The Scales of War
People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.
—George Orwell
The world has never been a safe place. Bastions of civilization populate a dark, menacing world. Islands of order and reason exist in a land otherwise overrun by dark cults, vile monsters, creatures from the dark edges of the imagination, and worse. You are the regulators, the rough men and women who stand ready to face the creatures of the night so others might live to see the dawn.
Nearly a decade has passed since the War of the Red Hand, but peace never lasts. Once again something has begun to stir on the fringes of the Elsir Vale. Once again a handful of heroes rise up to meet the challenge of their age. This is their tale.
