luck-books

Throughout his entire life, Zadahn Vali has felt a gravitational pull — something deep, wordless, and buried far beneath the waves. He’s ignored it for years, but desperation leaves little room for hesitation. His guild, The Golden Roundtable is hunted and cornered at every turn, their only path left leading into myth. With their treasury nearly emptied after a string of unsuccessful robberies across the Etrean Luminent, they set their sights on Celtor — the Drowned City, a name passed in whispers, said to lie beneath the sea itself. Some call it salvation, others a death sentence. But Zadahn hears it calling. It resonates with a voice inside of him, a voice that refuses to be silenced.