When the Mad Sage V’Sal marches a horde of greyskins, undead, beasts, and worst of all, cobra chickens, on the elven citadel of Adaven, King Arazorwyn is caught unprepared. With the aid of the lizardfolk, the wulfen, the dwarves and the dragonriders though, Arazorwyn might just have a chance.
What is V’Sal after? What prize does she think awaits her in the citadel? And if she gets it, what will she do with it?