A whisper. Soft and dark, beyond your own thoughts. Slowly it rises like golden light through dawn. Voices grow out of the whisper, irresistible, clear and true. "Hear our words, warriors of the dragons. The old ruler has devised an evil plan, as he once more struggles to grasp the first world. What he seeks, lies hidden - but know that it must be prevented that he reaches his aim. So, we beg you enter a place which has been lost long, ago at time which was fogotten and prevent the first world from a fate far darker than its destruction.