Here’s a small teaser of the next story.
Ulrik Darkspyre ran through the forest, unsure of where he was going. He had just witnessed the murder of his best friend, and his mind was running wild. Everyone close to him had been killed. His family died, his friends died, and nobody was left. Ulrik was a mage, yes, but not good enough to take down an entire squadron of heavily-armed men. Ulrik was running quickly, not even looking where he was going when he came upon a small clearing. Not looking forward, he tripped on a log. As he stood up, he saw two dwarves looking at him.