The Institute has been proclaimed an enemy of the state. Its research confiscated, institutions sacked, and agents assassinated. But it is also resourceful, given time it has recovered from worse. A pity the apocalypse won’t be waiting. You are the Director’s personal bodyguard. A deadly sorcerer with a brain so melted by cosmic forces that only a cursed helmet can keep it from leaking out. You haven’t done field work in the better part of a century, but a senior researcher in the sea town of Brein has convinced the Institute to send whoever they can.

The Institute has been proclaimed an enemy of the state. Its research confiscated, institutions sacked, and agents assassinated. But it is also resourceful, given time it has recovered from worse. A pity the apocalypse won’t be waiting. You are the Director’s personal bodyguard. A deadly sorcerer with a brain so melted by cosmic forces that only a cursed helmet can keep it from leaking out. You haven’t done field work in the better part of a century, but a senior researcher in the sea town of Brein has convinced the Institute to send whoever they can.