The world of Dorin has known a century of peace, its kingdoms thriving since the banishment of ancient evils. For generations, the shadow was nothing more than a tale to frighten children.
But now, the winds carry whispers again. Villages vanish overnight. Caravans never reach their destinations. In the black hours, shapes move where no light should be.
The Necromages of Ozmot have returned. From the depths of forgotten crypts, they rise once more—abducting the living to swell their ranks of the unlifeless. What was once legend now stalks the land… and the darkness is hungry.