Thousands of years have passed. An ancient prophesy has not been fulfilled, forgotten and misunderstood...

Born without telepathy, Magen is exiled by his people, the mythical "North Ice-Islanders". He becomes ensnared in the Seatons' long-running interplanetary war with Es'stus. Other, more ancient forces are watching. A spy is sleeping. Expect a motley crew, action, witty banter, romance and some provoked thoughts.

Magen's arrival doesn't go unnoticed. The Seaton Guard conscript him and the enigmatic Marshal Damoclus, guessing his origin, makes him - 'Swordmaster'. This anachronistic position causes ripples to the highest level of command. Can Magen be used to tip the tides of the war? What can a lone swordsman do in the midst of devastating technological warfare?

The heros of old have left the job half done, a legend is coming to life and has a few loose ends. Magen is "Of North Blood Drawn", that makes him a little different. He has a sword that cuts through anything, given to him by a crazy old man when he left. It got him the job. A red-haired girl in his squad has sword that sings - and turns her into a deadly berserker. The dragon stone lies hidden. A dark shadow dogs his steps. Waiting to see what he might become...