You inherit a crumbling castle and a kingdom under siege. We'll walk you through your first few buildings -- pause anytime by pressing the Pause button.
You are Aldric, last of the Ashborn bloodline. Your ancestors built this castle in an age of glory, but that age is long buried. Now you stand alone on cracked stone, with one creaking gate and a handful of frightened farmhands. Beyond the fog, something ancient stirs. Tonight it remembers your name.