The world is diseased. From its every corner, Auros pours with pain and suffering. Demons plague the land, and the people's gods seem to have abandoned them. The lands of Aldeon and Ghosphum suffer, the old empire is crushed, and the war-ravaged land is wet with blood. Not all would stand idle while their world crumbles down around them, and, although their paths are unclear, the few people who will stand up to the darkness will find their fates, however sordid, and ready themselves for their own pursuits of success. "Walk not into the darkness that shrouds. Walk not into the darkness that tempts. Walk not into the darkness that spites. Yet walk always into the light, for thou shalt see what separates it from the dark. And thou shalt find thine eternal salvation thereon." Resolutions, the Holy Cantlibrar.