Cath
This was taking too long, Cath knew it. It was annoying and making him restless – the long journey to the land of the Northern Euphyr lord Igodar was dreadful and lonely. In all the years of his endless travels, Cath had never dared to reach the North. He knew of the stories and just couldn’t bring himself to make this final step and walk to the place which marked the end of the world as they knew it and brought the reign of the demons. It was the place where Skaris Sefth and Belar Yaver had fallen, one a hero and the other a traitor.
The war had started there, a war to the life and death between three races that were never meant to meet each other. Rumor had it that the lands around Igodar’s towers were now just wastelands, all the life being sucked out of them by the demons
