The Moon is Bleeding, and the Sky Has Fallen Silent.

High upon the obsidian crags of Perchtop, a desperate cry rides the howling wind. A divine being of starlight and dreams has been torn from the heavens, imprisoned by a rogue mage whose reckless thirst for cosmic power threatens to unmake the tides themselves. Now, the moon weeps a sickening, bloody red, and the boundary between worlds begins to fracture. A grief-stricken guardian pleads for your aid, and the cosmos demands champions.