This land has never seen a human before; nature is still the ruler here, and it will be that way for a few hundred years to come. Still, humans haven't left this land completely untouched. In 1214 a fleet of merchant vessels were sailing in the Atlantic Ocean, coming from the Middle East and headed for England. On board were many Arabian horses from the deserts of the Middle East, as well as the stock horses that the merchants and soldiers had ridden. But the ship was blown off course by leftover winds from a large hurricane that had hit the coast of America a few days earlier. Soon they found themselves in unfamiliar waters fraught with dangers. Already they were running short on water and food; both the sailors and the horses were suffering. When another storm attacked the fleet of ships they lost all control. They were forced toward America by gale force winds and powerful waves. When the storm finally came to a stop it revealed the wreckage of ten small ships, battered and broken, upon the beaches of what is now Florida. None of the humans had survived the storm and very few of the horses did either. The horses that had survived had fled the scene of the destruction, heading inland and north, wild with fear and freedom.

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Those horses were the very first horses in America. The odds were against their survival; the climate was different and the land was hostile. Still, the small group did, somehow, manage to live in this strange new world and, eventually, they thrived. By the year 1264, fifty years later, there were herds roaming all over the eastern and middle areas of the continent. One area in particular became a place where horses often gathered. A land that soon came to be known by the horses as Solace; a safe haven when times were harder elsewhere - a comfort. They never oficially named it that. It was just a place where they found solace, so they often referred to it as that.

With their lives at peace in this new land there seemed to be nothing that could go wrong, but nothing can ever be perfect, or so they say.

When some horses begin to report seeing or experiencing strange things the rest of horse society is in an uproar. There isn't any way that a horse could see the future, run at speeds that are completely unimaginable, or see strange things that are unexplainable. As soon as these strange occurences began, those with authority in the herds began to chase out those who were acting strange. Before long a herd of outcasts was beginning to form in the wildlands, trying to find an explanation for these strange experiences...