Something evil is permeating the atmosphere. Demons plan, legions manoeuvre, and the world's foundations tremble. No living thing is safe as the flames that torched the Wild Reach approach the domains of men with increasing speed. The Desolate Throne is an unparalleled artefact from a long-forgotten era that the Princes of Iron are most interested in finding than anything else. A tenuous alliance, a few steadfast allies, and the Lady Penitent are the only obstacles standing between them and the conquest they want. The world as we knew it is coming to an end in some manner or another.