Ananzul was almost destroyed by the Dark Ladys right hand a rouge mage from the Eastern Barrons, now the dragons are scarce and hardly ever seen anymore along with most of the mystical creatures that were once abundant throughout the realms of this once beautiful world. Many of them returned to their daily lives and some went back into hiding amongst the very people that feared them; though not out of shame but for something more valuable, their survival. Some were summoned away to work with the Luna Order and those whos paths had once crossed now led them in different directions and on a search for purpose, in a land that will once again be ruled by darkness should their paths not cross again. The lands of Ananzul now lay divided by borders. Clans scout searching for any scraps they can find this will reveal the true meaning of survival and most of all the dark side of the creatures of a once beautiful but now savage world, when there is power to be gained the primitive and savage side takes over and with the quest for power comes with a high price higher than most are willing to pay....death