To the west, proud and alone, was the Imperial Country.

To the East stood the Freelands, engulfed in civil war since its very birth. Above them was Cecorria, Home of all Sorcery, struggling against its very own downfall. And finally there was Bryre, the keeper of the sinister Blood Jewels, deadly to all who held them too close.

But above them all was another country, a country ignored and long gone silent, but just stirring awake.

Only myths told of three heroines arising to meet the powers rising from the North, but myths are myths, stories, and nothing more.