Red Death is spreading, the Wyrdness is spreading faster, and every faction on the island has its own plan for what comes next.

Nobody, to start with

You wake in a damp underground cell with no name and no standing. Everything after that gets built out of what you decide and who you let yourself become.

A land of everlasting autumn

Avalon is bleak, detailed and full of things worth finding: quests, loot, monsters and mysteries around most corners. The world was taken from the fore-dwellers by Arthur's hands and it has not forgiven anybody.

Choices with weight

Factions pull in different directions and the game lets you back any of them or none. What you leave behind on the island is the point of playing it.