Mage: Rise and Fall
Flint, a small town in Michigan, is home to five audacious Awakens. In the year 2016, their lives depend on a forbidden magickal ritual. The effect would succeed if Paradox Spirits did not intervene. As a consequence, the Mages no longer have the memory of the last two weeks and wake up in the middle of nowhere. Now, they need to make up for what they lost in the 15 days and race against time, before others find out what happened or what they planned.
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