One day this mysterious warrior showed up at the gates of Argan castle, completely laying waste to the once impregnable fortress. This was only the beginning of the ruin that would befall the realm. One stronghold after another met its end at the hands of the dark bride. Bandits, rebels and enemies to the crown rallied under her banner, leaving terror and destruction in their wake.
No-one knows what her objectives are, or how she gained such unimaginable power. But one thing everyone agrees with, is that she must be stopped. Unlikely alliances will have to be formed, and old feuds put to rest to halt the impending threat.
The realm is teetering on the edge of war, and neighbouring states are trying to use this internal strife to their benefit. But who is to say that their kingdoms won’t be the next to fall, as no-one is to be trusted…
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