Yet a sense of dread and disquiet lingers in the air. In spite of the crisis facing the Kingdom, the sun yet rises and life proceeds as normal. In this desperate hour arrives the rightful heir to the throne, the lady Catherine Ironfist. Our leaderless kingdom is under grave threat, but in this time of dire need all the denizens of Erathia, from the humblest peasant to the most noble knight, place their eyes upon Erenoth. The strength of our alliance is fragile, but within it lies our only hope. We count the elvish kingdom of Avlee as our only ally.
Meanwhile, the northern borders are under constant attack from Deyja, the land of evil necromancers and their undead minions. From the southwest come the wild beasts and the barbarian tribes of Krewlod, while from the western kingdom of Tatalia come the lizardmen and the monstrous creatures of the wild swamps. The Kingdom of Erathia is driven into chaos and anarchy, while hostile border nations seek to take advantage of the ensuing disorder. It is the year 1165 after the Silence, and the king Nicolas Gryphonheart is dead. From the book of Cuthbert, Erathian cleric and royal scribe: