Age of Umbra Episode 1

The Enduring, safe beneath the pyre fire of Desperloch, brace against the harsh realities of their world all while holding onto hope for a brighter future...

Runtime	Break start
3h 42m	1h 46m

Desperloch

This is the Halcyon Domain.

A once golden realm of verdant valleys, majestic mountain cities, and the expansive golden city of Amber Reach (where the seat of the God-King Othedias and his Grand Ordinants oversaw the rule of law, faith, and magic) under the guiding miracles of the Veiled Gods.
It is said by many who scrounged the shreds of history that it was the clandestine machinations of the God-King and his constituents that sundered the divine laws and caused the Veiled Gods to punish the realm and abandon our world. Others speak of misuse of the Aetherweave itself that spurned their retribution. What is know is that the century since the Apostasy (when the Veiled Gods blanketed the lands in shadow before vanishing into the dreams beyond) this realm has been dying.
Society has slowly crumbled under an ever-desperate populace, the clergy and nobility shutting themselves within their strongholds and cathedrals, while nightmarish magic and heinous creatures arose to feast upon the surviving citizens of the domain, the ashen sea spilled into the valley to leave a sinking marshland, host to mutating beasts and horrid demonds. Holy heroes and great warriors combated the swelling evils, galvanizing the scattered peoples to defend their villages, or found new ones where the burning flames of the miraculous Sacred Pyres could keep the darkness at bay.
Some became great leaders, while others succumbed to the howling evil force known as the Umbra that now spreads and corrupts the realm. Those that survived, despite this divine death sentence, now call themselves The Enduring. Over these few generations defined by hardship, survival, and a gently-kindled hope, new heroes arise to protect their families, to reassemble the truths of the past, to change the tides of fortune for all, or die trying.
The Old World is dead. Welcome to the Age of Umbra.
It is here, in the Halcyon Domain, where we instead come in the midst of a dark night. Here in the jungles of Aveidoora, the sounds of heavy breathing push through the dense, hanging vine and canopy tangle.
Snyx, what do we see as you rush through the jungles?