

She's a deadly swordswoman and can use her scimitar to physically pry open locked doors and vents. Mandana, being half-Jinn, is the team's physical muscle. All of these, along with a spirit of art, can be summoned to aid the party during The Very Definitely Final Dungeon. Various other creatures end up covering water, ice, wood/nature, and darkness. Or horribly right, since he was just trying to keep himself warm.

As you were going about your rather mundane life in New York City, you had a chance encounter with the supernatural, resulting in you getting possessed by an especially insidious demon. One year ago, your life was changed forever. Writer and head-developer David Gilbert have cited The Dresden Files, Hellblazer, and White Wolf's Old World of Darkness as strong influrences for the game's story and atmosphere. It takes place in the same universe as the developer's previous games, The Shivah and The Blackwell Series, albeit with a markedly sharper focus on said setting's fantastic and supernatural elements. „It‘s time.Unavowed is a 2018 Urban Fantasy Adventure Game, developed by Wadjet Eye Games. „Eli.“ The look on Mandana‘s face was compassionate yet strong. It felt like someone, no, like he himself tore his heart right out of his chest and stomped on it. It felt like betrayal, like the worst decision ever made. It was for the best, for all of their best, but it didn‘t feel like it. Mandana didn‘t say anything, but she didn‘t have to either. Fire mage powers.Ī slight movement at the door caught his eye. At least that‘s what Mandana had told him. How long would he remember her? How quickly would he forget? How long would he remember the way she moved, her beautiful smile in the morning, the color of her eyes? Fifty years? A hundred? He knew he‘d outlive her by at least several centuries. And that he had to leave them behind and live a different life, a nearly immortal one, that he had to come with them and join the Unavowed. That he could start to control this power of his. Mandana had told him that he could learn. Even if it hurt, even if it seemed unfair. He was a decendant of Aldin himself, which meant that he was dangerous.

He was the one who, if not caught in time by Mandana and Kalash, would likely have burned down a house or two. He was the one who couldn‘t touch anything anymore in fear of setting it on fire. He was the one who accidentally set his own clothes on fire. He hadn‘t asked for his powers, and yet they were there. Most likely hunted by at least some creatures because of it.

And yet here he was, alive and well, with the power to set fire to everything and everyone. In neither of the worlds he knew, not in the real world, not in the supernatural void-world Mandana and Kalash knew so much about. All he knew was that fire mages shouldn‘t exist. Mandana and Kalash had tried to explain everything, the magic, the void, the history of Aldin, but at the time he couldn‘t understand. Yet here he was, watching his wife sleeping peacefully, imagining their future, how it could have been, all the things that had been taken from him. He‘d never thought of leaving them behind.
