With their ranks decimated, the companions are given an impossible task: find the staff of the missing god of light and remove it from his tomb. If not, the city of Penwick will meet an icy death at the hands of a maniacal dracolich. Even if they were to achieve the impossible, the dark castle from the shadow planes still hangs over the city. With their worlds merging, it's only a matter of time until the next invasion. How far will the companions go in this blackest of hours to save Penwick from immortal wrath? Will the need for power drive them to stray down a dark path? And if they do, will they unleash something even worse upon their world?