Somewthing wicked this way comes.

It has been quiet for far too long.

A strange feeling of unease washes over the Town of Battleon. There's a dark storm brewing...

The Town of Battleon is the home to countless heroes. Every day, it is visited by countless travelers from all over the world seeking your help. From friendly Trolluks, to shady weapon dealing sneevils, to that strange black robed Priestess who was seen the other day. There is no end of those seeking you to hunt treasure, recover rare and powerful artifacts, and defeat powerful villains.

But things have suddenly become quiet in town. Too quiet. Does anyone else get that feeling... like we're being watched?