The world is old… ancient.
The stories about to be told are lost in the nights of time.
Two moons still shone in the sky, and the world was prehistoric.
Only Atlan, the land of the created, carried with it glimmers of civilization.
But it was already too ancient, decadent, and would soon disappear forever.
So let me tell you about the memories of those ancestral times.
The chronicles of men and women who fought, prayed, loved, and hated so that all would not be lost.
Let me tell you, The Barbarians’ chronicles.