The Maw

THE MAW has torn open the sky. The storybook worlds of The Firmament have grown distant and dark. Hearts opened to THE MAW shiver with decrepit power, warping minds and worlds around them. Each feeds THE MAW ABOVE, growing with lurching gulps as the closest worlds fall into its gnashing corona. It won’t be long until all bright worlds have disappeared, leaving only the inky blue Aether and THE MAW.

Far from the center of The Firmament, Beverly the space whale gently orbits the paired worlds of the Twin Sisters: Nomos and Logia. This ancient cetacean carries a city on her back, home to visitors and immigrants from the many worlds of her wandering journey. Here, generations of Astronomers, Astrologers, and the Free Citizens of Beverly have watched with horror as constellations flicker and fade above.

You are amongst the number of them who say “No longer!” The guttering bond between Nomos and Logia is now the last glowing beam in a sky once brilliant with connection. If someone is to save these worlds, this is the last chance to do it. Join the Panstellar Astromantic Assembly, venture to the troubled worlds our kin, and rekindle their light!