The Lore of The Glades

South of Miami, deep in the heart of the Everglades, lies The Glades—a place where the dead walk, witches weave their spells, and shadows whisper ancient secrets that drive men mad. For centuries, it remained hidden, its dark magic concealed beneath the veil of the supernatural masquerade, but now, with the fall of secrecy, its horrors have begun to spill into the world of man.

The Glades has long been a breeding ground for necromancy, occult rituals, and unseen horrors, a lawless sanctuary for outcasts, warlocks, and the most ruthless criminals mankind has ever known. Humanity has no dominion here—only those willing to stare into the abyss or become part of it can survive.

Yet, the land itself is changing. Far north of The Glades, the veil between worlds has weakened, its strange energies bleeding into the already cursed swamp. The once lush Everglades now twist and rot, overtaken by monstrous, glowing fungi that choke the air with toxic mist, warping the landscape into something alien. The waters run dark, pulsing with unseen currents of magic, and the local wildlife has not been spared—alligators with too many eyes, panthers with shadowy tendrils, and horrors with no names now stalk the marshes, hungry for prey.

Whether you are a sorcerer seeking power, a hunter seeking fortune, or a lost soul trying to escape fate, The Glades will swallow you whole if you’re not careful.

Welcome to the new Everglades—where the dead don’t stay buried, and the monsters are far worse than legend ever told.