The raiders came to a stop and lay down their weapons. They looked back at the distance they had covered finding their homes no longer visible. Through under-ground caves, across mountain-tops and inside vast temples they had fought resiliently and without any lack of energy. The fight was long and arduous but now it was time to rest and reflect. They gazed upon each other, laughing and enjoying each others company and remembered the good times; such comradry and friendship had been accomplished during the long hours of battles. The raiders felt now was the time to breathe easily as the times only grew darker still, as from across the north part of the continent there emerged a vile icy shadow carrying with it a whisper of death and tormet. The raiders braced themselves as they understood the battle had only just begun...