That mine was all I knew. I don't know my own name, where I'm from, or even why I'm missing my right arm. I only remember what happened after waking up at that mine, and those glowing red stones. The king has died, the rightful heir assassinated, and the surviving prince has fled. Cedarwood's one ally is threatening war. In the heart of the kingdom, slaves are mining energy stones and are rapidly withering away to bones, for no reason at all. One man is responsible. I will stop him. Maybe then I can remember who I am.