The wyrm have escaped the void...
Larger than dragons. Nastier than snakes. Terrifying as hell.
They threaten the underwater mer-kingdom of Fomoria... a kingdom of my ancestors... and the city of New Orleans.
But a dragon's curse lingers in my soul... I can speak to these creatures, I can hear their cries.
These wyrm aren’t the real threat.
Something else is coming... something much worse…
Even the wyrm are terrified…
I have to save them, before the Fomorian merlegion destroys them. Once the voidbringer arrives, the wyrm will offer our best chance to survive.
Can I even tame these monsters? If not, it won’t just mean the slaughter of the merfolk, or the death of humanity. It will mean the end of existence itself.