Catastrophes do not simply occur overnight. For Makennan Novantumus it begins in the city-kingdom of Loomdrake Thrakenscale when he takes Court post for the insanely hedonistic Queen Bladesinger. The sorcerer knew exactly what he was doing, but not what he was in for. Makennan has deduced that an ancient prophecy fortells the Queen is catalyst to a war that could not only engulf all the continent of Wynthal but the world of Ea'dred itself. Within the convuluted plans of the gods themselves, however, things are not as they seem. Ever. Malum Ooseth, the Lich Lord of Corruption and Bane to order, seeks to usurp the balance of power among the Pantheon. Makennan's petty machinations mean nothing to plans that have been in motion since the Age of Creation itself. The sorcerer finds himself deeper and deeper in the metaphysical rabbithole as he is reshaped in ways he could never have imagined His co-conspirator is Arrinae Ot'Lythiust, a dark elven Drow of the Everdeep. Makennan's greatest ally, betrayer, foe, and respected enemy. Even as the sorcerer rises from the ashes of horrors that would cripple a lesser being, so does Arrinae advance in the power and methods of her dark goddess, the Mother of Drow. These two mortals become embroiled in divine conflict that will literally reshape the world as the Goddess of Magic is both defiled and untethered from her domains of conjurey. What can a single man of low birth, a sorcerer, do when facing such odds? Cling to that which he loves most, of course. Vishanti, his Goddess of Magic. And 'ware those who would stand in the way of this man, Makennan Novantumus Cross him at your peril, for even the gods learn to fear a mortal when one threatens that which he loves. His passion could, very literally, destroy the world or save it...along with Ea'dred's entire sphere of existence and all the Planes within. Makennan's eternal adversary and ally, Arrinae Ot'Lythiust. The mad Queen Alodia Bladesinger. A deific Lich Lord born of chaos corrupted by evil. With far more than his soul at stake, he has but one choice. Outsmart everything and everyone standing between him and his goddess, and do it with class and style. Oh, and kick a certain Lich Lord where his dragon sleeps.