Prologue
Two hundred years after the rein of King Touchstone the first all of the royal blood were killed by rebellious peasants lead by a young Blacksmith, who was later named the King.
Under His rule the people of the Old Kingdom soon discovered that he was a free magic sorcerer and a Necromancer, He send waves of dead hands and shadow hands onto the land destroying crops and killing all in their path. But the Kings Glory and victory was short lived he was killed by the Abhorsen in a sword fight atop the castle. But there was no King to take the throne. So the Old Kingdom fell into darkness and the Charter weakened even more.
In this time of darkness Charter Mages turned away from the Charter and went to Free Magic, their minds corrupted they killed the Abhorsen and the shadow on the Old Kingdom only deepened as a young Abhorsen was forced to take his fathers place and be the New Abhorsen, he eventually was killed after trying to control the most powerful of the bells, Astarael.
And so the Kingdom floundered for one hundred years no one to stop Necromancy from flourishing along with Free Magic. The people prospered across the wall unaware of the horror taking place in The Old Kingdom.
People in the Old Kingdom still got along somehow they made a living avoiding the dark forests and the villages of Necromancy. They got used to this type of life, always in fear, and soon forgot about the Abhorsen bloodline, the royal bloodline, and the power that the Old Kingdom once held.
But there were a few who had been loyal to the Charter honing their skills they taught each of their children the stories of the great Abhorsens, Kings and Clayr of the past. These stories kept hope alive in the hearts of Charter Mages. This is when and where our story takes place a story to be told for generations to come…