Prelude -

In a time, not long forgotten

In a place where magic still lives

Trusted Chancellor

Guardian of Talus

Seized power from his noble king

It became a grave situation

Monarch exiled and stricken down

Knights they gathered, few in number

The days of Heroes had long passed

There they stood, ready for vengeance

Bravely awaiting the forces of evil

Hordes they came

Countless in number

They betrayer led

Stronger than before

The sands of time were falling faster

As the reaper waits for his flock

Warriors outnumbered

On the field of war

Forced to flee to the mountain inside

Here we are beaten and surrendered

They shouted to the silent stone

Waiting wearily

The unexpected came