From barbarians, the Legions have learnt how to ride. From Romans, barbarians have learnt new perversions along with new virtues. Slowly, these ideas are giving birth to a new breed of warriors: the knight. New generations of aspiring heroes, not all of them human, quest the land, protecting widows and orphans, pursuing dreams and prophecies, looking for godlings and faeries, artifacts and secret chancels. New generations of monsters, most of them human, roam the land, searching for easy preys and worshippers, for sources of power forgotten or hidden, and for the fabled lands of Amber, Rebma or Chaos. Quite often, the difference between the hero and the monster exists only in the eyes of the bard.

This is a time of myth. Bloodlines, most often male, confer honor and power as well as heirdom and charisma. There are deep secrets to be learnt from the wise and the elder. Many babies are born with a fate which draws them to the myth, and some of these babies are less human than others. There is more to this world than humans and animals. Note that, as many parts of Europe have not been drawn on maps yet, finding one's way is a form of magic, as elusive as reading or cursing or foretelling the future. After all, if the future is changing, some places or some books may have a will of their own.