Fellhollow Cape

Fellhollow could have been a new utopia, were it not for the cruelty of the godeater. Imaru and Xikotal adored their human neighbours and dreamed of a society where both dragon and human could thrive together in peace.

Now the land, like that dream, has broken. A hateful hunger from beyond the grave has consumed all the life, love and joy in the land. The dead roam desperately seeking to tear the tiniest threads of life from any living thing that crosses their path, and the afterlife itself, here, is poisoned by Imaru’s grief.