S L E E P I N G    G O D S

Millennia ago, so it is said, the Sleeping Gods were awake, and they walked the land.  As large as hawks or as small as men, they were all-powerful, gods in flesh form.  Mostly benevolent – occasionally malevolent – it’s said that they went to sleep, bored with the world and waiting to rise again.  Since the cataclysmic War the myth has grown that says they will return when magic is back in the land. 

And that’s what they have become … myth.  Stories to tell around a camp fire, or to relate in the darkness when the smell of the decaying land permeates the air. 

In DAWN, the veracity of the myth is put to the test.

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