For many seasons, the Moonshadows of Karana sowed creativity, compassion, and companionship across the face of Norrath. Kindred spirits, they explored the world not for fame or fortune, but to breathe deeply the air of adventure. (Getting lost along the way was optional.) Neither militaristic nor materialistic, this clan was composed of an odd mix of races and creeds, seeking balance over extremism. Together, they were a fellowship of friends sharing both thrills and hazards alike. The laughter was contagious, the sorrows felt by all. Put simply, they were family.

Then came the time of the sundering. The very world divided kith and kin. Many Moonshadows chose to leave for wilder frontiers, some dear friends stayed. The night Karana cracked, tears fell.

On Terris-Thule we begin anew the task of exploring Norrath. Drawing together once more, we seek similar souls imbued with honor, spirit, and a sense of wonder. Gather 'round our cheerfully crackling campfire, stare into the bright blaze and dream. Feel the warmth on your face as it soothes your cares. Your fears fade. Your heart burns with a sense of belonging. Live the adventure, share your tale with us...

We are Lunar Eclipse.