The arcane mists that protected our beloved kingdom have thinned and those who once turned their backs on us now trample our possessions. The incestuous pigs arrived from Sosaria, perhaps not satiated by the usurped throne of Britannia, now dare to plot with the pusillanimous Gargoyles, inferior beasts so proud of their barrier to protect Shantar.
From the mighty walls of the city of Mistas, the Blackthorn castle appears as the crown symbol of our royal lineage. The slopes of the mountain of fire behind it make it the shining garnet, a precious jewel that spreads its blood light throughout the continent cavern.
