I've been stolen from the academy I worked my entire life to get to…

Sometimes life is a real ass-kicker. I've been captured by the humans' most hated enemy, the elves. They've been gone from Midgard for centuries, and now they decide to come back? Rude.

But hey, at least my magic finally decided to show up. Turns out I'm a pretty damn good runeshaper, too. All those countless hours of training without having magic at my fingertips really paid off.

Before being abducted by the pointy-ears, I made some brutal discoveries at Vikingrune: The villains who destroyed my family name are closer than I thought; a vision showed me that maybe the elves aren't the Big Bads of humanity, and the call is coming from within the house.

I came to the academy to execute a murderous plan… but then life happened. I met friends, lovers, allies, rivals. Now, I'll do whatever I must to get back to them and warn them of the real threat against us all.