THE TOMB OF AL-KITHAR The Vorsyn King is dead. What the blades of a thousand assassins could not inflict; what the armies of a hundred nations could not accomplish; what the plots of a dozen traitors could not deliver.... was assured by Time itself. Old age has freed Taraka from the tyrant who enslaved it. The death of the Vorsyn King has left a power vacuum. His generals war with one another; his slaves run free; new nations are carved and burned. After 50 years beneath a dictator's heel, the anarchy is both terrible and beautiful. But not all in Taraka have been consumed by infighting... Beneath the cover of night, as the walls of the great cities tumble, the body of the Vorsyn King is taken into the Emerald Desert by his 21 disciples. Their intent... to inter the body of their master in the Great Pyramid - a burial house constructed for his despicable bloodline. For one night only... the Tomb of Al'Kithar will be opened. And the treasures of the Vorsyn King will be ripe for the taking. Rasim the Three-Handed, a petty thief with a silver tongue, has placed a call for fellow rogues, to join him on the adventure of a lifetime. You ride at dawn, across the Emerald Desert, to slip inside the tomb behind the backs of the 21 Disciples. Whatever you can carry... whatever you can claim... whatever you may dare... the treasure is yours.