The unusual darkness of the one moon night was matched only by that in Lancen's heart. He wanted revenge more than he had ever wanted anything. He wanted justice brought upon Goldtooth, upon Duke Roland, and even upon 'The Great' King Scharric. His hostility would not be silenced until he enacted vengeance, and if he were to die in the process, then he would do so with Legion blood on his blade. It was with this vow that Lancen, an outcast and orphan, embarked on a mission to the most perilous place a Noble could go-Obuthahn, the Native camp of the Ashlands. After warring for decades, their nations were utterly opposed, and yet Lancen was off to test his enemy's most revered tradition. After all he had been through, the black and white world he had always known now began to show signs of gray. The Natives were not as savage as he had been taught, and the Nobles were not as civilized. With the help of his childhood friends, and the girl of his dreams, Lancen sets out to be the divined champion of a people who despise him, and discovers an enemy that no nightmare could have ever prepared him for…