The sun had set on the land of Mannheim. Inhabitants across the small continent, from Shadow Fjord to Halvera, could see the oil lantern lights emanating from the city of Bryn, high in the North Mountains. For the most part, this hazy glow is the villagers preparing for bed. Just barely visible beyond the village and higher into the mountain fog is another faint glow, which originates in the Bryn Ore Mine. The miners of Bryn run shifts around the clock, extracting metallic ores for trade. Without the non-stop labor, this small city would fail.

The foreman of the mine, Andren Olmar, is an elderly man, full white beard and pot-bellied physique. He has been working the mine from the days of a journeyman, when he journeyed from Jarr to start a new life. He assumed his present roll over after a devastating and horrific cave-in left many villagers doubting the future of Bryn