"At last, the Great War had come to a bloody and bitter end. Humans ascended as the dominant species of the World of Dys. And the Orcs were driven, howling, from their ancestral homes. No one knows why the Portal chose that time to open. But it did. Shrouded in eerie mist. Through it shone the light of another World. The immortal Everking. Strong and taciturn in the Throne Hall of his Citadel…
...he saw the Portal across the water…
and through the Portal he saw…death. Death...
...and hope. A golden Disk, large enough to carry by hand…
...engraved with words of strange power. If he had it, the future of his realm would be assured."