The reign of Mankind is over. All that is left of them is their long-abandoned castles, monuments, roads here and there, and other artificial matter of the like. The equine race is set free to roam the world, intelligent and strong. Alliances are made, breeds become more distinct, and above all, the lust for power consumes the hearts of many.

Much of this has gone unnoticed for years, but soon the distinction of the alliances of light and dark becomes too apparant to ignore. Hatred brews amongst each side as they both claim rights to rule what has become known as the lands of Aljador. Battles begin and end with no result but pain and misery. It is with death that both alliances form an unspoken treaty, one that sets apart the lands of light and dark and puts an end to the battles.

Yet alas, hatred and envy can do so much. All is not well within the lands, not so long as the alliances exist. Choose your side, or remain neutral, for it can make all the difference.