War has torn the land, and the Theocracy is on its last legs.
The Sandthorn Company has gathered the most skilled fighters in a mercenary group that has nothing to lose but everything to gain.
Nethia Varmassian finds herself in the middle of the storm with little choice of her own, but she is Lady Dral, the Raven Queen. There is no adversity she cannot endure, and no obstacle she cannot overcome.
The Grand Inquisitor Emund is aware of that fact, and will not abide of such an obvious threat to the future plans of the Theocracy. Every armor has a chink, and exploiting it is just a matter of proper timing.