The Caves of Chaos. A warren of ratty monster holes, barely worthy of a second glance. Or are they?
Shadows lengthen across the Borderlands. There are whispers of a nameless fear, a warping influence tainting the rustic and hard-bitten lives of those scratching out a meager existence on civilization's edge. Suspicion and paranoia have estranged the fastest of allies.
The dark strands of fate have woven together a handful of brave souls from the four corners of the land. These lonely few have nothing to lose and every reason to distrust each other. Can they overcome the ancient evil poisoning the heart of the Borderlands?
Who made the Caves of Chaos? Why are they here? Where does the truth end, and the lies begin?
If you can brave the stifling depths, (and if you are exceptionally lucky), you may live to find out.