The game is afoot. The game of life and death. The game of druids, gods and destiny…

My companions and I are set a quest. We must seek the Great Druid in the forest sanctuary of his kind, and win knowledge from him. Yet there is a problem.

He is dead.

Even so, my companions have the power to raise a shade. The walls of Death can be breached, for those who have the gift. Or curse.

Yet what then? The Dark creeps malevolently, inexorably, over my land. It will snuff us all out. The Great Druid knows lore that will help us fight. That will defend us against evil.

But what if that evil is me?