The Primal Beastland, a region of the ancestral realm surrounded by the endless sea of mist, stood severed from the rest of creation.
Here, where nature ruled unchallenged, countless ages had birthed clans of savages, people for whom war, blood, and death were the rhythm of daily life.
In its eastern reaches sprawled the City of Bone, raised within the colossal remains of the great beast Azrask.
A city both brutal and enduring, ruled by the Gray Skull Clan, one of the great clans. Its chieftain, Zargash the Cunning, was no mere brute. He was a manipulator, warlord, sorcerer, chosen of the Red Moon, and master of mad magics whispered about and feared even by his own people.
The City of Bone stretched far and wide for miles beneath the vast bone carcass of the ancient beast, its layout marked by a simple yet deliberate symmetry.
