King Firgen wants to retire but has no heir. Magic and monsters are rising within his Kingdom and Firgen is reluctant to deal with the ever increasing turmoil. Using his mighty powers of inappropriate delegation, Firgen issues a proclamation: The first person to discover and remove the source of Rícewelig's woes will be named heir. Questing knights, impatient nobles, and reluctant men-at-arms disperse across the country, all chasing their own agenda, leaving Firgen's desire trampled in the dust. Note: Many names are in Old English. Pronounce them however you wish. Try my Warhammer 40k fan fiction here: Herald of the Stars