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[close] Arkham, Massachusetts. Founded in 1666 by Roger Phelps and William Derleth just north of Boston on the shore of the Miskatonic River, from which the local University got its name, Arkham has always been the center of strange and unusual happenings. The name itself comes from the local native dialect denoting the negative spiritual activity which haunts the Western Hills. Cults litter the town's pasts, along with the mysterious disappearance of the Native America tribe - dubbed the Miskatonics - whose origin is unknown, give the town an eerie and uncanny air to it. Stranger still, once one enters Arkahm city limits, one almost never seems to be able to leave. There is always something keeping them here. In truth, demons, children of the Great Old Ones from beyond the stars, have always made this town their home. They have lied in wait for the return of their overlords, and they will not have to wait much longer, for soon, the stars will be right. Yog-Sothoth have mercy on us all!

[close] ❝ I ᴀᴍ Pʀᴏᴠɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ, ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Pʀᴏᴠɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪs ᴍʏsᴇʟғ. ❞ Providence. The last line of defense. They are what stands between the things mankind knows, and what mankind should never know. They have long protected our country for abominations from beyond the stars. And they did so under the cover of shadows. But now the curtain is drawn back, and the whole world knows. The threat has revealed itself, and now, now is the Time of Reckoning. Now is the fabled and foretold Hour of The Return.

[close] ❝Sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴅᴏᴇs ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛᴍᴀʀᴇ ᴇɴᴅs...❞ The denizens of world beyond the the Vale begin to bleed into the world of man hundreds of years ago. They ran amok, feeding off of human's fear, growing in power. But then came the Paladins. Warriors of the God of Light. With their silver blades the waged war upon the Creepers. Homes were once again safe, children no longer called out to their parents to check their closets for monsters. Maybe they should have, because the monsters were not gone...

[close] The Prophet had died, before finishing one final story. Unlike his other works, this one, this one would had held the truth, the full truth, the Fate of Man, of Earth, the Future. Such a shame it was left unfinished. It would have told them what do do when the Old Ones came, they all just hid and ran, and now....the Gods take back the Earth. He awakes from His sleeping temple in the sea, She returns with Her thousand young, He crawls over the ground once more, They have come back, and are here to stay. May Yog-Sothoth have mercy upon us.