Two centuries after the War of the Mad Gods, the world of Corda remains little more than a blackened husk. The sun no longer shines, the grass no longer grows. Only a single pocket of humanity remains, just one tiny circle of light huddled tight against the endless shadows all around. But now the magic holding back the darkness begins to waiver. The four Locks, the great wizards who hold the key to the prison of the gods, are being murdered one by one. Once more, the whispers of madness can be heard upon the wind--and once more the shadows of the gods begin to darken the souls of man.