In the forgotten silence of graveyards and ruins, they rise. Cloaked in shadow, their faces bound by bone and fire, the Bone Casters walk the line between the living and the dead. Each one is a vessel of marrow-born magic, casting spells through relics, lightning, and the remains of dragons long turned to ash. The Bone Casters are not a single order, but a growing covenant — wizards, dragons, and artifacts all tied by bone-bound sorcery. Their power is fed by fire and sacrifice: each summoning burns away the old to give life to the new. This is the world of the Bone Casters: an eternal ossuary, a realm where death is not an end, but a source of unending power.