The year is XX10, in a world where guns, swords and magic is a possible future for all races. Humans, elves, goblins and ogres...all of them strive to climb to the top.

You are currently escorted into the throne room with knights surrounding you as if dangers might pop up anytime. This has never happened before. Inside the throne room, King George speaks to you with a concerned tone:

"Ah finally, my favorite courier, you're here. I need you to deliver this letter." Hands you the letter