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It has been long years since last we came upon these wondrous creatures of myth; they are no longer what they once were, having no place within their souls for kindness, scholarly wisdom or compassion. They have tossed these inborne traits aside in desperate attempt to claim postion, title, and enviable heritage; yet, from the ashes of these flame-kissed ruins of purity comes a new order, a wholly different order. An Order of Scholars, contained within the ably titled Symposium; from these we have all knowledge of the Magick we possess, all rights to lay claim to familiars which we will eternally travel alongside our paths.

Still something lurks in the darkness which we inhabit, just out of reach, just beyond range of sight. They passed long ago, ages past when the great legends of our time yet walked the green acres of this earth. Their shrieks are legendary, their gait stalwart and filled with the sorrow of the dreadful. They are the Unpredictible Souls and Vindictive Amazons, raised from the soil and flames of hell to wreak havoc amongst those following the peaceful ways of the Contingency...

Yet for the controversy housed within, we must recall the demise of the great civiliations of our past, keep in mind the first stones to fall from their glorious walled exteriors. The Contingency is a chance, a fourth chance... and perhaps a final chance. It is in your hands; the future of Newerth, of all which we have built, is in your hands.

Welcome to the Contingency, a world of magick and betrayal, where the shards of decency are both discarded and won by a populace bent on domination. This is the world of the intellectual and the dangerous, of the Scholar, the Unpredictible Soul and the Vindictive Amazon. This is a world teeming with a life not unlike that which you commonly live, save a few minor details: we live to learn, we live to triumph, and we live to die.

The 4th Contingency