Twenty
years have passed since the Battle of Garesa-Tirrel, yet turmoil spreads from
the southern nations. While the SangreLin have entered a time of peace beneath
the rule of their new Glava, mass poisonings and deaths have been turning
kingdoms against one another, even though the SangreLin are among the many
victims of this scourge. The long time of peace is at an end, and the scars of
war have already borne a heavy burden upon the warriors of old, who must now be
among those to take up the banner.
While
Tallic Shawen has become a shadow of the man he was twenty years ago, so too
has his estranged cousin Niafask. Scarred and disfigured from the battles both
fought to save the troubled SangreLin nation, they seek a cure for their
torment, but their salvations come with great price. The veil between the
realms of the living and dead has grown fragile, and now even the dreams of
slumber can kill and maim. Those who see are missing the truth, while the blind
see clearest in a world of growing darkness.
