"A red moon is a blight in th’universe,
a sickly pimple in the evensky.
Malfador’s satellite’s a bloodshot curse.
Of those who see it, all are doomed to die…"
-Bara Druu Proverb
It is the year 979 of the Burning Age of Tabaxi. The Afdol War has ended, the elements are in an impermanent and precarious equilibrium. In the Kingdom of Alma, the inland city of Waltz is the hub of civilization. The most innovative technological, artistic, cultural, economic, and magical feats are its main import, matched only by the myriad of adventurers who come for riches, refuge, and a new life. At a slum bar near the eastern gate, the ties of fate and time bring together a group of unlikely heroes, destined for something greater than they know. Welcome to Waltz…