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Gareth seldom looked back towards the Stonebook throne after the falling of a forest crushed his heart and sent him into the company of his father's loyal, war dogs. Running with the dogs, Gareth flees his memories of the basilisk that slithered out from beneath the last trees of a lost forest to kill his crowned father, and to terribly transform a brother.
But a thick fog has arrived to hover upon the Stonebrook kingdom, and the monsters shrouded in its midst force Gareth to shoulder the burden of the stone crown. Gareth knows best how to command his mighty, black war dogs, and he pins his hopes that their tooth and claw will be enough to resist what a fallen, necromancer brother marshalls against him within the mist.