Stories of the God of Winter reborn are spreading through our people. Can even the most powerful army defeat a god? You are deep in thought on this when a man in crimson robes approaches your throne. You are surprised to see him walk past your guards but they, and the rest of the throne room, seem somehow grey and distant to you. Only the man seems real.
"Who are you?", you ask.
"An old man. I've come to warn you about Auric and his ascension. There is a sword, made to enforce the Compact that may help."
He hands you a map and turns to leave
"I've heard of the sword," you yell after him, "will it work on a man with a god's power?"
"I certainly hope so."