Dark Astoria. A looming name for a looming place. What happened? Why did it happen? Questions jutted out at me as I flew across the landscape. Circle battled Knives, Tsoo confronted Banished.
It was a battlefield. The forces of evil won, the landscape was rendered inhospitable and all civilian activity was halted and evacuated. Protective wards erected to keep the unwholesome elements inside while armed agents lined up to find a way to undo the nightmare.
Dark Astoria is the last place you want to visit. I crossed the massive emergency doors from Talos Island with a little trepidation. What kind of horror was I about to witness.
There are some days I find my own native glow the only beacon of light in such a place. It feels as though hope and light were drained and replaced. I persevere, I roam and patrol and do what I can to remind the villains that live here We have not forgotten.