On the pages of the book are
written the words:

"The Legend of Faerghail"

Writ down for all times by
the Great Wise Magician Ihl,
Grand-Master of the nine and
a half schools of the
Occult.
     
"This tale takes one back to
the times when the
difference between good and
bad were sharply
distinguished.  To the times
when Moon people (nowadays
called Wer people and looked
upon as such ) lived in
friendship with the peace-
loving inhabitants of the
known world.  The Gods had
retired from taking part in
the everyday life of
Faerghail, and by oath had
sworn not to take active
part in its history...

Later, the Lord of Darkness
began to enslave the peoples
of Faerghail in order to
obtain God-like powers.
This Lord, no..  this
Creature centred his powers
in Drogoroth, the dark, ice
desert in the North of
Faerghail.  After enslaving
the few peoples living
there, he came to the
conclusion that he would
need one or two convenient
allies in order to put his
yoke upon the whole world,
and so came upon Istrildiar,
the King of dragons, hungry
as he was for revenge upon
all men for the hunting and
banning of his kind from
Faerghail.

The power of the Creature
and his alliance grew along
with their triumphs on the
way out of Drogoroth, with
the joining up of ranks of
Orcs and Trolls and other
basically awful, ahem,
basically evil races...

The peoples of Faerghail and
their allied races were
hardly able to resist the
power from the North and
were in grave danger of
being overcome..."

The rest of the pages have
been demolished by powerful
talons and the book itself
has been ripped in two...

