A wandering minstrel was all Alaric wanted to be. But he was born with a power that let him travel anywhere he'd ever been -- or could see -- with a mere thought. It was harmless magic, but to the people of the South it made Alaric that most dreaded of beings -- a witch. So he became a voluntary exile, journeying the lands, playing for his meals, bringing happiness to high and lowborn alike. Until he came to the valley of the Red Lord.
In the Red Lord's castle, Alaric discovered a horror that was stealing the life and soul from the land. Using his power to flee this valley of death for the safety of the far north, hew was adopted by the nomad tribes as one of their own, and was challenged by their own great witch to learn the extent of his magic. Yet Alaric couldn't forget the terror he had left behind. One day he knew he'd have to challenge the evil that waited in the Red Lord's realm...