It has been ten years since the armistice between the Eastern Shore Alliance and the Western United Kingdom. Whatever had started that war meant little for its victims, as both sides met face-to-face with the costs of their endeavor. Even so, the calls to war had not dimmed one bit, with many looking for ways to one-up the other side, to tip the scale of power in their favor.

A tale, in particular, told of a great vault filled with riches and weapons beyond imagining. Built by the ancient gods, it was said that unlocking it requires three keys of special make.

Two had been found. Only one remains.

p.s. The cover is still WIP, but I figured it's good enough to put in. I'll color it once I figure out Color Theory.