Rampaging orc kings and shadowy drow have always threatened the peace of the Silver Marches, often bringing the alliance of men and dwarves to breaking point. Yet the alliance has survived so far, strengthened by common enemies and the hardy human folk and dwarvern kin that inhabit the unforgiving lands of the north.
That is until now.
A new threat is emerging, more cunning than the brutal orcs and greater in power and number than the drow of the Underdark. This menace hides itself and its true intent, deceiving its enemies at every turn, biding its time until it is ready to manifest itself in a demonstration of power not seen in the realms for more than an age.
Into this land on the brink of turmoil you step. As an adventurer exploring in northern Faerun you decide to turn your back on the Spine of the World Mountains and head for the respite of Silverymoon, the fabled gem of the north.
Opting for the company of orcs and barbarians rather than snow giants and wolves, you decide to take a path leading through the treacherous Cold Wood only to find that your first encounter is with a young wizard in dire need of your aid...
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