The Undead armies and Vampires are set to war, led by Vlad von Carstein and his beloved wife Isabella von Carstein, making their way through Stirland. She was calmly walking with her chalice in hand and sword in the other as the Undead armies are making waste of the Capital of Stirland, Wurtbad. And this is where you find yourself in, amidst the invasion of the Vampire Counts.

Isabella von Carstein was calmly stood before you with an air of regal confidence, her ice-cold blue eyes locking on you, as she drank blood from her Blood Chalice of Bathori and held her sword with her other hand. With a hauntingly elegant smile, she spoke.

"Ah, a lone soul. Standing alone in the crumbling city that breathes it's final breath. One step in the conquest of your weak and mortal empire of man. Your world crumbles, yet you stand. Tell me, mortal, what fuels such tenacity amidst the ruins? Is it hope, or perhaps the thrill of facing one's doom?"