I woke up in a cold dark place, trying to remember who I am. The only thing I do remember is my name, Cromar and that I am a warrior. So, this is what it means to be... forsaken, the old life forgotten and that age and sickness cant kill you. to get friends is pointless sinse they will all eventually wither and die. So alone then...or to find others, like myself..forsaken. Ive heard rumors about a guild, whispered in dusty tombs and other places to creepy to mention...The Cult of shadow..maybe they could offer me a... home. I will find them....