The Baasgarta's capitol has fallen but the war is far from over. Tens of thousands of enslaved dwarves remain in the north waiting to be liberated. Meanwhile Engvyr must come to grips with his new title and job, not the least of which is figuring out what exactly that job entails. It's all very well to be named the Lord Warden of the North, but no one seems to know exactly what he is supposed to be doing.Meanwhile in the nearby human-controlled port city-state of Taerneal something is going on- something involving the Dwarves. But the City Council is resistant, and there is more afoot than it appears. Before long Engvyr must intervene directly, though it means he could potentially find himself facing a war on two fronts. Add to this the dwarven regiments are having their own issues, chief among them trying to figure out where the Baasgarta have gone...It's a mess all around, but one thing is becoming increasingly clear... whatever is going on it's worse than they think.