The Two Hundred Year War is over.

The reptilian legions of Mal'drissk lie broken—their banners burned, while Illvya Blackwater's undead armies rest in lifeless peace once more. Across Caldrath cities are shattered, kingdoms lost, countless dead. And as the last dragon retires to the north, the songs of the Sparrows can be heard again.

Within the mist-choked landscape, survivors rebuild crumbling halls and clear ruined fields. New monarchs raise banners over battered lands. Old orders stir from forgotten strongholds, and isolated nations open the doors for trade once more.

Yet even as hope kindles, old evils fester — scavengers, warlords, and darker forces born from the war’s ruin. Corrupt mists cling to the ferrows, huge spances of twisted and scorched earth, hiding treasures, dangers, and the last secrets of a fallen age.