Denathor was once a land of prosperity and beauty. With the fall of the Dark Lord, the gods had granted and bestowed their champion with the ability to unify the entire world. Yet, this peace was only temporary as dark forces once thought banished forever returned to Denathor. First famine, then decet and disloyalty, then all out war erupted between the races. The peace once thought to be everlasting, was nothing but ruin, and there was nothing left to stop the tide of evil from spreading. Soon a plague fell over Denathor, and the war was no longer against the races of the world but between the living and the dead.



A disease goes unchecked raising the dead and mutating other life. Factions still wage war for resources and land, all while combating the hordes of the undead and the mutated creatures of the world. You have arrived in Mithrandrila, what was the capitol of the old world. Now one of the few remaining holds that can support and protect life. You must decide your friends, your factions, and ultimately your own survival.