Prologue

At the far east, way beyond Hordelands and the Dragon wall, within the great empire of Shau Lung, a young monk prepares to meet his master for a final task that will set him on the road of enlightenment.

It was a fine morning in the city Tai Tung. It is a place where the four main trade roads connect the northern and southern part of the whole Kara Tur, thus giving it the name - the city of the four winds. Many argue that the this nickname was also give due to the fact that Tai Tung is a very windy place. You see, the morning was so fine because the air was particularly still and the sun shone bright. The city was teeming with life, as every merchant city in Shau Lung, from early dawn. Streams of colorful people crosshatch the city streets, a caravan slowly approaches from the north west, bringing goods from the continent of Faerun. Even with all this hustle, the temple, situated in the middle of Tai Tung, seems untouched by the noise. The Inner Flame adepts slowly begin their daily tasks and training.