A pall of darkness has surfaced. A coursing, malevolent evil is seeking to crush the world of Vandor under its’ controlling fist. Within the cold steel of an ancient dagger, it has been freed by an unlikely thief trapped in his own prison - trapped behind the impenetrable walls of his amnesia. Born of a feared Elven race known as the Vordain, a midnight-skinned Elf lost within the world of man is desperately seeking his heritage, a past that is in itself a veiled lie; while the Dagger of Shal-Terran bides its time, awaiting a proper host it can control. An unknowing being through which it can unleash its seething hatred for all that is pure - or pretends to be. Welcome to the world of Vandor, where the tentative peace will soon be ripped usunder by the guile of the blade and its wicked power as it seeks control over Elves and men alike. An evil only one can control - one who has no history, a dark elf known only as Silverwrath.