“The brave Knight set out from the Holyland to his home in the faraway Icelandic North. He had seen much of death and destruction in his travels and looked forward to the quiet life that he had left behind in what now seemed another life.

While looking out to sea a figure shrouded in a dark clock approached him. Though he could not see his face the Knight knew this visitor well . . . Perhaps his old acquaintance would care for a game of chess . . .

And so the game begins. As he contemplates his first moves the knight remembers a battle against a force of dark elves. Though many were injured, he remembered Barry "burn-my-eyes" Basic as he died from a backhand swipe of the Knights mighty blade.

Surely the visitor would bring back many more memories for the Knight, before the game is over.”