DIAMONDS & SHADOWS

The air crackled with ill intent, the scent of brimstone thick in the crypt. A single emerald, pulsing with an otherworldly radiance, lay upon a dais of obsidian. It was said to hold the essence of a fallen god , corrupted by greed . Seekers from across the realms, driven by ambition , would risk their souls for its control . Whispers speak of