Death Valley and Santa Barbara

Santa Barbara, not the first place most people think of when someone mentions Califorina. Described as a Mediterranean climate, its beautiful beaches and sunny skies make it a wonderful tourist stop. In recent history its streets have been filled with shoppers and its waters filled with boats. But things have changed with the Storm on the horizon. Strange people have been seen in greater numbers recently, and unexplainable events seem to be happening with greater frequency. The locals are scared and most of the tourist have fled, yet the city has never been more full will people.

For it is here that the first line of defenders against the fey are gathering. Just one of many places along the coast that will be used as the front line. Old gods gather their armies, while the gods themselves meet for the first time since the accords. The Church is calling in long forgotten orders and consolidating its power in preparation for an apparent Armageddon. She is sending out scouts to discover what they can about the magic world and what its denizens are doing in this time of turmoil. Those of the magical world move about with greater caution then they did the war with the reds. To have another war so soon after the last, when everyone is still licking their wounds and recovering, has brought despair to many. Will their ever again be a time of peace?

But the fey are not the only problem, for something is stiring in the Valley of Death, something ancient and powerful. It knows that its time has come now that the whole of the worlds eyes are one Hawaii. Very few have noticed its awakening, but none of them know just what it is or how to stop it. For it is not their job to keep it at bay. Yet it appears that their is no one else.