Back behind a decrepit and mangled Tree of Life, huddled about the thick oak table in Captain Quint's broken ship's quarters there was an unusual congregation: a blue-skinned alfar as old as time, a hulking ancient minotaur and champion of Morloch, and a dark-cowled general of Oblivion - a vampire. Only in times such as these would you see three like this gathered together in what posed for the only neutral site in all of the Northernlands.

Kishijo the elven bard, Grimjack the ancient minotaur, and Malevolent the vampire leader of a recently defeated nation gathered in conference.