

Kate likes her sword a little too much and has a hard time controlling her mouth.


Monsters prowl the ruined streets, werebears and werehyenas stalk their prey and the Masters of the Dead, necromancers driven by their thirst of knowledge and wealth, pilot blood-crazed vampires with their minds. Magic feeds on technology, gnawing down on skyscrapers until most of them topple and fall, leaving only skeletal husks behind. When magic is down, guns work and spells fail. When magic is up, planes drop out of the sky, cars stall, electricity dies. It comes in waves, without warning, and vanishes as suddenly as it appears. We pushed the technological progress too far, and now magic returned with a vengeance. The world has suffered a magic apocalypse.
