Long before kingdoms rose and steel was forged, the world belonged to the dark. Beneath a cold canopy of bone and ash, primitive savages huddled around scattered hearth-fires, listening for the whispers of the Old Ones, the ancient wicked gods who hungered for living warmth and dragged the souls of the weak into the underworld. Most clans flickered out before the first dawn. A few endured. And then, the spirits sent a Chief. You are that Chief, the one whose will guides the people from above the firelight. Though you do not lift the spear yourself, every shaman you awaken bears your command, every villager labors by your decree, and every hearth-fire that burns is kindled because you have decided it should. From the high seat of an isolated tribe at the edge of the dark, you must reclaim wandering savages, summon legendary heroes to lead your warbands, build the first true settlement the Wilds have ever known, and forge a people strong enough to outlive the night. Age of Spirits ...