Dirk has always wanted to find his real family, and with Klem’s help, he feels he might succeed…this time.

But when his lineage is mixed up with a prophecy and the rise of the Dark One, a simple search for lost relatives becomes something much more dangerous. Is he the foretold Champion of Light? or is something else afoot?

For once, Klem is at a loss, but he suspects foul play.

And the goblin is usually right.

Muse tries not to subscribe to the idea of karma. Conman, thief, and wielder of bardic magic, he’s done more than enough to warrant a karmic backhand.

When the King of Crock Mallet is kidnapped and civil war begins to brew, Muse is in the wrong place at the wrong time. To make matters worse, an ancient enemy threatens to enslave the world. Only Muse can stop it, but to do so he must overcome his selfish desires and use his magic for the greater good.

With the prophesised Chosen One missing, Feydern’s only hope lies with Derrick, the Last Wizard, but he doesn’t want to help. In his opinion, tracking down the missing Chosen One is an idiotic idea.
But prophecies must come true and despite his best efforts, he’s dragged along on the quest. Bandits, goblins, and warring grannies stand in the way of his freedom, but his greatest obstacle is destiny itself.
That’s the trouble with prophecies…
They don’t really give you a choice.