There are no former Chosen Ones, and a five-year leave isn’t a reason to relax. Other people’s problems and the clink of coins call me and my faithful squire back on the hunt for profit again. But the stakes in my new quest are not money at all—and the mission is not about defeating the forces of evil.
And as an extra, we’ve been given ten spoiled, useless offspring of demiurges. But nothing—there aren’t any fortresses that we can’t take with my friend, especially when the stake is the Fabric of the Universe. And I can’t leave my dog without new bedding?!