The Hope for a world forsaken by the gods.

When she was on her deathbed she had never thought it would turn out like this. Drinking wine with an old friend and plotting to change things. But if no-one else was going to take charge then she would. It didn't matter that she had died, she had important things to do and death and the laws of the universe weren't about to stop her.

Somewhere else though, the ancient powers are stirring. They're grumbling after having been woken up by something. They're not sure what but it's enough to have got their attention.