The Solvren Maw

The Maw doesn't recruit.

It devours.

It finds you and takes your mind, then your body, until all that remains is a vessel for its spreading rot and decay.

Sage is a crime scene cleaner for The Coil, an illicit underground syndicate operating in the shadows of New York City under Demian's command. There, she finds simple purpose laundering money through a bar-front named Velour & Vine and cleaning up the messes left in the Coil's wake. When a string of corpses begins appearing on their streets, bodies butchered with ritual precision and draped in otherworldly flora, the Coil realizes that something ancient and ferocious has breached their territory.

Answers may lie with DeVille, a man with an elegance that feels more shadow than human. When he arrives at one of the scenes and regards the slaughter with unsettling reverence, Demian makes it clear that DeVille is not someone to be trusted. Yet, Sage feels a pull towards him she can't explain. The deeper she's pulled into DeVille's orbit, the more her loyalties begin to fracture both inside herself and within the Coil.

At the scene of another ritualistic killing, Sage is marked with a strange sigil. Her world distorts into visions and fever, a descent laced with myth, madness, and something worse than death. The deeper she falls, the more she turns to DeVille not just for answers, but for understanding. He sees her darkness not as a flaw to be purged, but as something sacred. Where the Coil offers concern, DeVille offers a mirror. And beneath it all, something ancient is waking.

Because the Solvren Maw isn't just a threat to the city, it's a hunger that lives beneath the skin.

And once it sinks its teeth in you,

it devours.