Ash'Garekh could hardly believe he was still alive as he stepped onto the wet sand of Lunaris. The Straight of Mallia had been calm when he left Port Ixther. But as he neared the coast, a massive storm destroyed his sails and he began taking on water. He managed to survive, but his boat was no longer seaworthy.

This trip was a last-ditch effort to find a better life, after suffering through over three decades as a gay half orc, half demon mercenary on the mainland. Maybe here, so close to the Dark Realm and his demon brethren, it would be easier. He doubted it.

True to its name, Lunaris was a land of night. The sanguine dusk of noon would soon fade, bringing out the creatures of the night.

His destination was the town of Shadehollow to the north along the Larua River.