The battle between light and dark is unending. For hundreds of years, the League has sought to check the scourge of unlife, the perversion of what living tissue should be. They are soulless monsters that threaten to rend asunder the fabric of our society. They are far worse than the brigands who would steal your property, the rapists who would steal your virtue, or the murderers who would merely steal your life. No, these foul creatures desecrate the very essence of what it is to be an animate part of this world. They must be stopped.

The need for heroes to oppose villains is unquestionable. The League is the crucible for those heroes to rise up and prove their mettle. Blades, bows, spells, and prayers all have their place as weapons against the dark. We come from diverse lands with diverse motives but are united in a singular purpose. We are the courageous who bring hope to the timid masses. We are the stealthy who espy the enemy’s plans before they come to fruition. We are the cunning who know how to preserve life in all its forms and how to manipulate it to resist the wiles of undeath.

The struggle for supremacy is undeniable. Everywhere, war rages. The League confines the perils of that war as best it can to the shadows, to the caves, to the dark places no respectable citizen would need or dare to go. We have brought safety and security to a land threatened with being overrun by revenants and incorporeal threats. Those hated things will never overtake us as long as the League stands.

The sun that beats back the darkness, glorious day after tenebrous night, is unyielding.