Betrayal. Suffering. Helplessness. The warm continent does little to shelter from the cold feeling down from the Council Tower. Those that left in the night and arrived in the morning may not shake off the cold from the journey. They shall need to take comfort in uncertainty and fellowship of their fellow man. Soon plans come to fruition and conflicts stand center stage. Those that take part and those that watch bind together in onslaught of the truth. A light's embrace shall contain a shadowed warning but none will take heed. A war, a war of souls, souls yearning for power and greatness and of triumph and victory. Events during the course of this story lay groundwork for the conclusions of the next. Strung together by the flesh and blood of the characters drawn to the burning comfort of the fire. The conclusion stands as an illusions to the sands of time and soon words echo in ancient tongue. They shall give praise where none should. May our heroes stand strong in death.