My friend and I wrote poems to describe each other, her beauty and her grace, my eyes and my smile.

Crystallin is corrupting the earth. Kingdoms fall, cities are only shells of what they were previously. Only one group of people are brave enough to stand up to her rule. They are the Saviors. A Warrior, the Stealth, the Healer, Mage and the Inventors. Will they be able to confront and destroy the pestilence that is the Empire?