Moths. Pavlova O.D.

The consequences of the recent civil strife have not yet been smoothed out, and circles are still scattering through muddy water, clearly giving a rot and a metal loss of blood. Here, in New Everran, it is indeed indistinguishable from lies, betrayal and loyalty grew tightly, and the choice is the luxury, accessible to not everyone. The uprisings and conspiracies boil, the bite does not subside at the throne. And soon an inevitable prophecy will come true. Everything will perish in the fire, the last heir of the flavored kings goes to his goal, led by a thirst for revenge.

And somewhere in the middle of someone else's and hostile land will meet the prince of the new Everran Liar and the runaway convict Rick, by nickname of the lark. People who turned out to be different sides of the truth, but forced to combine their efforts in order to survive. And some gods know what this meeting will turn out.