Euborea mourns. Valeria—the realm’s last hope—fell beneath the Shadowmaster’s hand as she fought to save a peace already slipping into darkness. Her death sent shockwaves through the land: cities fell silent, banners lowered, and even the mountains seemed to hold their breath. In the void she left behind, Dargan rose to the throne. Crowned beneath storm-lit skies, he now carries the weight of a broken kingdom. With enemies gathering in the shadows and old alliances crumbling, he must rebuild Euborea before darkness claims it entirely. Hope is not yet dead—but it burns faintly, a lone flame against the rising night.
