All paths have led here. They'll succeed or die.
Valrin and the crew descend into the depths of an ancient crypt. They seek a ring still upon its bearer: a necromancer locked away from all for thousands of years.
Aieclo erupts around them. The crew follows in the footsteps of a deranged soul and Marog, the cursed darkness of Eliue, nearly had them once before.
Soon comes the moment for all workings of time to converge on a nexus point of all that has been veiled by the Clockmaster's Shroud.
...Love. Loss. Revenge. Nothing will be the same after this.