For ages, their prison, the mighty palisades have now become a key to their survival. Weary eyes atop the walls remain trained for hints of the darkness that receded to the west. Hidden in both plain sight and in the shadows, forces work to sabotage their modest measure of peace. Do they have more to fear from outside, or within?
The Erlyn calls. The tributes grow stronger by the day. Their return to Vim is nearly at hand.
As forces contend for the rule of the kingdom, powers vie for control over Ryl. Salvation, it seems, will not come without a fight.
