Ahem, join me to a long time ago, to a different world, that intersects ours, a magical realm. It has no name, but the people simply know it as the Homeland. Joined by the Plain of Kurigya, the Grudia Forest harbored the sacred elvish line, the Drewish. Living by their own ways, they created and invented marvelous and ingenious devices that helped immensely with mankind, as he came out of the mountains, whoch were steadily becoming colder with a blackened fog that choked. The Drewish, also a kind race, helped men build a place for themselves, The City of Silver, Corcisia, and set them over them a special king of half Drewish Blood, who raised the kingdom with a gentle and caring hand. Unfortunately, though, they had not reckoned with the fog of the mountains, for after every full moon, it crept from the mountains and came to kill, and over the years the plains, and the forest were drained of life. The Drewish, dying out, made a sacred boat tethered to their forest, for the express purpose of riding out to destroy the menace. But Crygor, as he had become a Revenant King, threw a massive raid on the Drewish, and it was all they could do to save the boat from evil eyes.......

The Drewish became extinct, and the Grudia Forest once more completely engulfed every sign of Drewish inhabitance. A sacred Barrier was erected against those with evil in their hearts, and the Kings of Corcisia vigilantly trained their men to fight the oncoming menace. 700 years passed, and now the threat of Crygor threatens to destroy the city once more.

You are a Corcisian Soldier, brave of heart and sharp of mind, and only you, along with the True Prince of Corcisia, who was taken away to protect the lineage, can possibly ever stop his hordes of evil.

Your weapons shall be:
Aether Arrows - One shot of this substance can blow anybodys soul apart or drain lifeforce out of living or undead.
Silvered Blade - Just as effective on undeads.

You will be fighting horrible meances, strong and smart adversaries, so hone your mind and brace for impact!

CORCISIA BATTLEMENTS: ON THE TOWN WALL

*the sun is setting over the City of Silver as its afternoon shafts bather the plains in a golden reddish light, the wind blowing chilly upon your clothes as YOU, a Guard of Corcisia, are standing watch over the wall tonight. You know that every night you must watch out for the ZOmbies who bang at the door. For sadly, this has been happeneing of late weeks. Habin, the Elite Captain of the Guard, has told you to NOT fall asleep, for "I fear something horrible is coming upon us tonight, so bring your quiver and your sword."