The Player's Mysterious Handbook

Winter is coming, and the long night grows dark.

Gears grind, and steel sings.

Mysteries remain, and the supernatural has not fallen.

Monsters plummet as heroes rise.

Beneath the shadows, a hoarse voice murmurs a song of flesh and blood.

On the brass throne, clashing blades vie for the title of sole victor.

In the fog, monsters wail day and night.

Behind the curtain, players emerge.

"Got any quests? What's the reward? Any gear? Where are the monsters? What do they drop?"