When the world began, there were two: there were the Alluri, who would love and cherish the new land that they belonged to, and the Lythri, who would dwell in contempt of her confines. Together, they were the first of an entirely new kind of life, presiding in an entirely new kind of world.

It is said, however, that in those days there were also many great conflicts between the two races, for among both the Alluri and the Lythri were keepers of unimaginable strength and wisdom, the likes of which no man could ever hope to attain. And more than this, there was the Stone.

The Temporal Lotus was the stone given to the Alluri elders to complete the task of cultivating and growing their new world. It was a stone of peace, and one that commanded a nearly endless reserve of the very earliest sorts of magic.

So the Stone performed its duty, molding all of the great, winding rivers, and mountains that reached to the very foundations of the heavens, as well as the countless vast and magnificent fields, each shimmering and full of life -- every carefully plotted detail, envisioned by the Alluri, and enacted through the Stone.

To these times of serenity, however, darkness would not so easily lower its head, and its temper would not so easily be forgotten.

Now, those of the Alluri and Lythri lines have all but vanished, and knowledge of the magnificant stone lies hidden in the folds of ancient books, and the minds of those few who have been passed along tales of the Stone's fragmented history, along with its eventual disappearance from the hands of time.

Enter now into The Lotus Chronicles, where the end days of the Temporal Lotus's lifetime on the world of Hearth are envisioned through the eyes of Delore Viese, a young tavern worker at the forefront of an incredible journey through far-away lands, mysterious blood affiliations, and violent struggles for political ascension.