The Machine of Discord: The Dark Titan
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An ancient enmity exists between the Magincians and the Great Old Ones. A war that stretches back to the time of the Meliak Clan, the Terinzeliach and the Zellinous, between those who would enslave the world to wealth and pride, and those who would throw open that ancient font and send us spiraling into oblivion.

It has been two nights since Sorcerers, under the auspices of the New Magincian Trading Co., launched an assault on the Dark Titan. Casting down his towers, and committing sacrilege upon his altar, the Soulbinder was crushed, defeated and shattered for a time. But Corgul’s defeat is fleeting, and even now he mends beneath the waves, biding his time.

A week, since Osireidon the Old One attempted to claw himself onto the shores of the Isle, and bathe himself in the blood of its citizens. He too was driven back, but for how long?

The hour comes. In a weeks time, the New Magincians plan to summon another ancient evil to this plane, where he will be weak and without power. Gather to see the conquest of the deep, or to fall with the prideful, Wednesday at 7:00 PM PST. The docks of New Magincia.