Ellis's mother did him spite, she harried thieves in the dead of night. Put her son and his child to flight, they slew the babe, they slew his knight. Through ill fate, he'd survived, but with this, his loves had died, And now alone he must endure the days without child and paramour.
Rumors of a traveling doctor spread like wildfire throughout Bosefestung, and Arden Grey finds it harder to maintain a humble presence. He gains the attention of the Templar and Mages Hall, half the nobles in the city, the city-state's Guard-Captain, and the city's Underground. Since when had serving the sick and wounded become so complex?