Call of wild hunting. SEST A.

Preservation forests sing ancient magic in the caring hands of the goddess, the ancient mother of people and Fayry. The witchcraft lights fascinate the wanderers, and the perfume whipped old fairy tales...

In the dazzling light of the day before people, the path of new knowledge is opened that can burn out old fears, to expel monsters lurking in the witching night. In the hands of skilled warriors, poisonous steel conquers the lands of magic.

The wild hunt rushes over the ground, and rings, chill blood, the horn of the God-God. As before, the riders will take away the aging.