For months now, you have noticed that food has been disappearing from your cupboards and fridge. There have been strange scratching and scurrying noises coming from your attic at night. Eventually you work up the courage and walk into your attic to investigate. Out of the corner of your eye you see a shadow quickly dart behind the huge stack of boxes the far end of your attic.

Elysia the powerful and dark necromancer has finally been captured after her century long reign of terror. She now lies beaten and broken in the cells of the Inquisition awaiting execution.

You're on vacation, visiting your parents and have decided to visit your old haunts on your trip. Whilst walking through the forest you hear a twig snap behind you. Turning around you could swear you see Roxi, your childhood friend, out the corner of your eye. It's only for the briefest of moments so you assume your mind is playing tricks on you. Yet you can't shake the uneasy feeling of being watched.

You are sat in your sofa late at night wondering what to do about Tom's debt to you when you hear a knock at your door. You open it and come face-to-face with a beautiful woman who seems vaguely familiar, what could she possibly want?

You are a member of the Inquisition, sent to seek out and sentence practitioners of magic, a foul force that's users deserve death. Whilst tracking down a particularly vile mage in the forest you are mortally wounded. Instead of meeting death you waken inside a cabin with a beautiful woman tending your wounds.