Publisher's blurb:
Once, far before the memories of all races, a great Goddess known as Chaos created the universe. It was a beautiful, and terrible place then; unpredictable, wild, and rich with opportunity. But, as the races aged, they came to know their Goddess’s husband—Order.
He bestowed upon the mortals the concept of future, and taught them the importance of sacrifice. Eventually, through the teachings of both their gods, the mortals learned that they could shape the world around them, and that—by walking the fine balance between both of their creators—create a liveable world. One that was predictable, yet also wild enough to still hold new opportunities, and wonder.
But, as the mortals learned the vital balance of both their creators, they slowly forgot those who had taught it to them. Temples which had been raised in honour of Chaos, and later—Order—fell into neglect, and disrepair. Eventually both gods vanished from the memories of mortals, and their children rose to take their places, walking the many planes of existence, and adding further complexity to the mortals lives...
This temple is one of the many which have been forgotten. Raised by primeval peoples to honour Order, and bless him with symbolic sacrifices, it’s one of the last sacred places to have survived the changes in the world around it. Though capped by crumbling ruins, the vastness of this great temple is concealed deep underground, where monks once lived, and locals came to pray.
However, though it’s original purpose may have been forgotten, its location has not. Recently rediscovered, new inhabitants lurk its halls—inhabitants who would rather be left alone...
