An uprising of Drow elves following a dark prophecy of a time when all of Faerun shall be purged of all non people has brought fear to the hearts of all inhabitants of Faerun. The Fortress of Evermeet has launched an all out campaign against their dark cousins, along with the Dwarven and human nations.Yet a great many fear not and continue to live a life of little concern for the many rumors of war. The orcish clans grow stronger as they lay low in the far reaches of unexplored lands to the east.The Bard King Olav Dreamsong who rules the vastness of the barbarian lands has spread his conquest as far north as a few days travel from Waterdeep. It is a time of great trial and testing in Faerun....Yet noone has been made ready for the force about to be born.The Cult of Orcus have awakened the dreaded beast of long ago and the time has come to unleash their terror. Only the mighty and brave of heart dare to stop this great reign of destruction.Those born and tried in the fire and blood of war...of battles, and heroes.This is the great doom spoken and sung of in the songs and tales of the bards of a time long ago. The dragon wars have begun in Faerun.Let the great drow take shelter for even their weapons and magic shall not prosper....as long as The dreaded giants of ancient roam the realms...".Woe unto you , O city of splendors .....and your mother Faerun..For great sorrow and destruction is upon you" ....Arxes of Waterdeep Prophet of Thymora.