Slave, Gambler, Monk, Thief. Kragg Darthanon was all of these and more. Darkness is spreading, it's poison seeping into Erath's veins. As the world cringes in terror, a handful of misfits stumble into greatness, hoping that once again, light might shine in the shadows. Pursued across Ectara, they search for the one weapon that might give them a fighting chance at survival. After all, when Shadows take on substance and voices call your name in the dark, you cling to whatever hope you can find. Not all would be heroes are good. Some of them are just good at what they do.