Out of the darkness, the light must shine.
The people of Arvalast have forgotten about their king. Stories of the King of Arvalast and his long ago holy rule pass into the annals of myth and legend. The light of the Illumina, phials of holy, pure light that Arvalast citizens carry with them, is dimming, as their collective faith in their King becomes trite, ritualized. Woodend, a modest, walled city in the northern regions of Arvalast, is a last bastion of light and good, holding true to the stories of their once and forever High King. However, the shadow wraiths of an ancient enemy are returning, and the baser emotions of mankind are spilling over as these wraiths worm their way into the hearts of the people. Inside Woodend, Willerdon, a tired, exhausted town governor who fears for his family and his people sits paralyzed by his own lack of faith, unaware that his son sits on the very edge of the epic conflict of good and evil. All the while, the forces of the enemy draw closer, as the hour becomes desperate. - The Press & Sun Bulletin