Puella Luna Daemones

The Queen of Vanaheim is dead. Long live the King of the Red Moon.

It is 333 After Cataclysm and mankind has finally struck back against the gods, but at great cost. The verdant hills and lush forests of Vanaheim now hang in gloom, yearning for the once brilliant light of the sun and suffering under the red glow of King Lombardi’s moon. Miasma drips from every leaf and blade of grass, it infects the creatures of the woods and breathes new life into fey creatures thought lost to the world. Worse, rifts to the world of the forsaken and the damned criss cross the land like scars, leading to the endless caverns of the Valley of Darkness.

The world itself is bleeding from wounds in the realm beyond existence. For the first time since Amurabi Et Al the great discovered the betrayal of the gods, a man returned to that place with sword in hand. The battle nearly destroyed the entire kingdom, the echos sending earthquakes and fires across the realm and cleaving the sun itself from the sky, leaving only the grim stars of night. He failed, escaping while gravely wounded but with the blood of Titania, goddess of madness and of the woods.

Iono’s light no longer shines to cleanse the night mist from the land, but Lombardi was prepared. With one hand, he became a regicide, and with the other, he crafted the moon from Titania’s blood. Light once again warmed Vanaheim and he spoke to his new subjects, “Accept me and live in light, or fight in the dark.”

It has been a year since King Lombardi ascended, and he has worked miracles. Crystal monuments now adorn every city, town, and village, burning off the miasma and giving pure, white light. New trade has prospered with the ancient elves banished to the Valley of Darkness. And he has awakened a new power to transform even meager men into great warriors, creating the Order of the Mongoose.

But his reign is far from ideal. The chaos allowed all the maggots and rats of bureaucracy to horde power unto themselves. Monsters raid villages, eating crops, livestock, and people. And the last cultists of Titania speak of the so-called truth of Lombardi’s power. That he is a product of genocide, that he is hoarding power for the next fight with Titania, and that his knowledge is not his own but the gifts of another. They say he returned from Altheim with an arcane tome and it has driven him mad.

For these reasons, (ex-)Princess Beatrice de Luca vi Vanaheim has gathered you lot of nightwalkers. You’re clearly not the cream of the crop, and you all have your own reasons for not simply joining the Order of the Mongoose and fighting alongside Lombardi, but you’re the best she has and after all, a plucky band of misfit nightwalkers saved Wasserheim just a few years ago!

DISCLAIMER AND WARNING
THIS IS A MATURE (ERP) GAME

Do not apply to this game if you are not on board with that. Most of the game is pretty normal, but this is a game for getting lewd in side channels. If you don't already know what kind of content is here, message me about it