As the hot blood of your foe drips down your face, and every step takes you deeper into terror, know this - the gods approve! And, here is where you will find the relentless pursuit of power, where in the wake of that dark prince comes, an apocalypse driven by greed, desire, and arrogance.

So, the call goes out to take up arms, and men rally to banners of many nations. Men-at-arms come, and men of magic take sides, seeking to fill coffers and coffins - all for dark purposes. The smells, the tastes, the agony, and all for want of making - the making of a new kingdom, a new land, and a new king.

Yet, in the midst of this chaos, where daggers find backs to rest in, and treachery rides the currents of air like bawdy songs from hidden ancient gods, three men will follow the will of a goddess, and become legends.

So, take up your sword, shield, and spear - make ready. You are called! Will you descend into this mad world? Will you give up the plow, and cleave flesh and bone, revel in the cries of your enemy, and laugh as they send you to your forefather's hall to fight, drink and whore until the stars fall? Or, will you cower as the last Atlantian Prince comes for your land, loves, and life?