Moscow, our days. The Prince of the Podgorny Kingdom Yngve - a successful businessman, the head of the international oil and gas corporation, as a result of the attack on him Yngve learns that in the battle for the possession of the long-lost heritage of svartalva - a powerful sword Tirfing - entered new forces. Leaving Moscow and the usual comfortable life, Yngwe rushes to find the sword. The trail leads him to the Tibetan Highlands. Here the ancient gods are still in power, hungry shadows roam the ruins of abandoned monasteries, and the strangers are closely watched by the one whom the locals call the Teacher or the Hunter. Is the meeting of the prince of the svartalvs and a man with a silver rod over his shoulder or is this only the first move in the chess game of fate?