Chronicles of a Retired War Mage

After years of war, the necromancer Zaroth Karn finally lies dead at my feet, and I am one of the most powerful mages left standing. Now it’s time for peace—and to keep a promise to a fallen friend. He left me his quiet farmstead in the elven town of Aerenvale. With most men lost to the war, the women there could use a hand…or more.

For the first time in years, my staff, Ashmaker, is gathering dust. But Aerenvale has secrets of its own. Ancient machinery churns beneath the mud, and hidden tunnels hint that our quiet village was once something far older. When those buried powers begin to wake, I must protect my newfound farmstead…and the women who make it home.

Greedy nobles are tightening their grip on peaceful Aerenvale—taxes, bureaucracy, and a garrison to ensure we obey. No way in the Nine Hells… There is one way to stop them: claim Aerenvale as my own. To do it, I must face an ancient trial—one that judges more than strength.

I survived the War of Cinders to live a quiet life, but corrupt politicians won’t leave us alone. To secure Aerenvale’s future, my beautiful elven companions and I are traveling to the capital to claim a county of my own. But Irendale is a pit of vipers and beneath the noble estates lies a rotting secret. I didn’t come to the capital to fight another war, but I’ll do whatever is necessary to protect what is mine. And hey, there’s the added advantage of seeing the girls in their most elegant dresses while we maneuver through the politics.