My hopes of an inconspicuous arrival at Evermore are dashed as I am approached by a member of the Evermore Guard at the gates of the city. The Reachmen have already landed and taken control of the lighthouse.
Worse news was to follow. Not only is King Eamond dead, but his heirs too, and the rightful regent Queen Arzhela is in no fit state to rule a city under siege.
Evermore teeters upon the edge of defeat before the main host of the Reach has even arrived. It must not be allowed to fall for Evermore itself is a lighthouse. No matter how heavy the storm or dense the fog, there is no night so dark that this beacon of Bangkorai cannot light.