The Prophecy:When Spring comes upon the land Yet Winter grips with icy hand And the Eye of the Hunter stalks night skies Bane and blessing alike will rise. Lastborn Firstborns of those who were Stand at thy side in the light of the Bear Hunter and hunted who can say Which is which on a given day? A thousand years have passed since the portentous comet called The Eye of the Hunter glared in the sky above Mithgar. A thousand years since the immortal Elfess Riatha, in league with the Warrows Tomlin and Petal, vowed to hunt down and defeat the evil Baron Stoke. A thousand years since Baron Stoke took with him to death a beloved companion, locked in combat, plunged into an icy chasm. But now, The Eye of the Hunter rides once more, and the creatures of darkness await Baron Stoke’s return. The prophecy again gathers five brave souls to combat the powers of evil: Riatha and the Elf Aravan; Gwylly and Faeril, the last Warrow descendents; and a fifth, restored to them from Death’s chill grasp…