|“|| Seven scourges—five long gone, one of the day, and one soon to come—open the door no man can close. Out come the armies of the dead and the legions of the devil made by itself, to sweep all Cormyr away in ruin, unless those long dead rise to stand against them.
The realm has endured a thousand years and more.
But under the tearing talons of dark magic, fell foes, and a dragon more vicious than any ever encountered, how much longer can the royal family of Cormyr endure?
Or the kingdom herself?
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