From his ancient palace high above the twisting narrow streets of the City of Glor and the treacherous frozen marshes of Gnarlsmyre, Miresnare, Lord of the Glitterspike rules with an iron hand. But his days are numbered and he has no son.

They are called the Dreamers. They look like sleeping children. They are, in fact, Gods. There are eight elder Gods, four awake, four asleep, by turns. When they sleep, they sleep for eons. The only time the Gods are vulnerable is when the sleepers awake. Knowing this, the Ruler of the Wasteland, ambitious to become a God by destroying Gods, watches and waits, marshalling troops for war. So it is that the coming of the Dreamers passes unnoticed in the Wasteland. But the world is soon out of...

Lost to the world, but not forgotten… Evil waits… The demon Shantou ruled the island of Valbarak for over two thousand years, from the First Age until the Third Age. The cruel sorcerer enslaved all the people living on the island. His empire was a cruel force, during dark times for men. Four powerful wizards betrayed him, they brought wisdom and magic to the world of men. Resistance grew, a new hope arose in the hearts and minds of the people of Valbarak. The kingdom of Atlan became strong...

Beset by invasion from the east, the empire of Lautun must try to settle its own religious differences, whilst also throwing back the barbarian hordes before they reach the strategic city of Arrandin. The mage council battle for the elder gods, the Aeshta, against the Emporer Rhydden.

Poor Drib wants to escape from a world where he is teased, bullied and victimized. So he dreams of Kings, and magic and the return to greatness of the realm of Elundium