Just an ordinary woman in a small village, suddenly taken away from her home to a long, long journey… Sounds like something that everyone hopes for himself, something else, something… well, adventurous, doesn’t everyone want something like that?
A man with a thorn tattooed on his cheek, maybe a slight smile on his lips and a strange look in his eyes should never be trusted… If they still do this, they have probably met Ferian, a man with a thorn tattooed on his cheek and almost always a little twinkle in his eyes. He is very polite, you can’t blame him for being rude. He just… Well if it suits him better, he will just eliminate all the problems in his way.
When the campfires grow dim, stories are told. Stories of lost cities, great heroes and legends of old. One of these is the story of Knurlheim. Once the proud capital of the Dwarfs, now a ruin- abandoned long ago. Filled with vast riches and treasure. It’s secrets forgotten with the decline of the Dwarfs, long ago. No one knows is certain if it ever exsisted at all.