You're still here I see, wondering where the Princess' pets have got to, I bet you have been?
Go then, sit yourself back down and we shall see. For their tale is far from done, mighty hammers and bows are yet to be sung, great treasures and allies are still to be won. To the wilds they did go, the Fang Lord and his friends, searching for their pack and their stolen Professor. Whilst others are readying, preparing for war. From over the horizon comes dragon's roars. The Dark Seer's hold grows tight leaving the south all but lost, one city still stands. One last hope still remains, a hope the Dark Seer would strangle with a noose around Meceller's veins. This however is not where our tale begins. For our dear Princess has grieved and gathered her strength and is now on the move.
To Duniesa she goes followed by a rather unbecoming brood. Travelling the path they all now share, for Alidor is at war and there are few that will be spared.