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02:01A necromancer's call has roused the graves, the dead walk once more.
02:09They hunt one who has also awakened and runs from eyes no longer blind.
02:16Forged in blood and sand, the citadel of Varasmunda still stands, a war-scarred monument to a forgotten age.
02:29Here, the ancient forgers once defeated the tyrant Thalamudak and his monstrous Athanatoi, ending an era of darkness beneath storm-split skies.
02:42They buried their enemies beneath the citadel. A warning, a boast. But they didn't bury them deep enough.
02:52Now, Queen Nerea has stirred the sands and called the Athanatoi back to life, and they will be her sword against Arran.
03:02On the icy shores of an ancient fjord, carved by the tides of the Forger's Sea, stands Winter's War.
03:14Winter's War. A fortress of frost and stone, silent beneath a sky of falling snow.
03:22Once it welcomed travelers on the path to the royal palace. Now it stands cold and abandoned.
03:30Long ago, royal caravans passed this way, through the Dryad Forest and up the cliffs where the palace rests.
03:41Here, Arran was born and knew warmth, love and Princess Nerea.
03:49And here, under a sky heavy with sorrow, his world shattered.
03:56This is where his exile began.