There were rumors circulating around the city of Blackdoor, one more ridiculous than the other. From house to house, from mouth to mouth, the legend about the strange storyteller was retold. The fact that everything in his words was pure truth was passed down the chain in secret and in whispers - further to the people. In the heads of the dark people, glimpses of consciousness slipped through, born in moments of enlightenment, and these bright spots cast doubt on the reliability of the information. What kind of musical group is this, consisting entirely of evil spirits? Not a single person knew where the country of Povalie was located: no one had ever heard anything about it, and from which side to expect the “Singing Skulls”, the residents of the city had not the slightest idea...