Something rises Sombra from the fitful rest of apathy. To put to rest questions of what had happened in his life, Sombra is stirred to recover portions of his soul that had been scattered about the Lower Planes. However, the quest will not be as simple as he would hope for it to be. Between hells of his own creation and the forces of fiends arrayed against him, he just might need some expert help.

A shame he gets a flutterkin dirt pony and a ferret for aid instead.