Every half hour or so, at a different time every time, somebody comes on the air. Every station plays every one of its lines before it repeats one - even across server restarts. And every so often a voice speaks only to you, in your discipline's voice.
The world was always magical. Most people simply never saw it, because the Order made sure they did not: for a thousand years it worked in the shadows, keeping humanity safe from what magic can do. The traders are its quiet hands. The Lost Knight who speaks on this server is one of its knights.
Magister Corvane, once of the Order, wanted more. He founded the Scourge and tried to draw power straight from Agartha - the hidden world beneath this one, where mana rises from the Wellspring. The working broke. That night, the Sundering, is why the dead walk: the Hollowed are what the backlash left behind. The ferals are the Quickened; the radiated drank deepest of the breach. The Scourge never meant to end the world. Now it pretends it did.
The four roles are the Order's four disciplines: the Shield (Paladin, the storm), the Crown (Royal, the tide), the Fist (Thug, the stone) and the Mask (Jester, the fire). The Scourge answers with its Black Fortress, and with the Heralds that walk through the cracked Seal below.
on air from day one - 14 lines
on air from day one - 12 lines
on air from day one - 12 lines
on air from day 7 - 10 lines
on air from day 14 - 10 lines
on air from day one - 8 lines
Nothing yet this cycle. Keep listening.
The Black Fortress, the Heralds and the newest initiates of the Order all turn up on the air. The Arcane Path → The roles →