Age of Bronze

A world gone mad. Creatures of nightmare walk the streets but worse are those we once knew . . .



Matt survived the Dungeon's founding and managed to gather a small but dedicated team to him but when he finds his is not the only Dungeon in the area he has a choice to make.



Attempt friendly co-existence but lose the element of surprise or attack and risk it all?



Matt has learned the consequences of being too trusting when the world collapses around you but is the path of grim dictator any better?



Can he trust those around him? When those he left behind seem to be abusing his gift?