Born of the wastelands, Spheris Arnadel, a young skilled thief, finds himself subject to a twist of fate when he steals a powerful relic and becomes a Bearer — humans gifted with powers from the Gods. As a punishment for his theft, he is cast into an otherworldly realm alongside other Bearers, where he faces off against monstrous beasts and powerful enemies. Yet, in his determination to return to the Continent and save his dying mother, Spheris is hell-bent on surviving the abyssal world. Even if it means giving his body to the Dark God whose powers he had stolen... even if it means losing all of his humanity.
She took steps closer to where he sat, and when she was finally close enough, she greeted him with a sigh and a shake of her head.
"You know those fish aren't real yet you're always here," she said, her voice soft yet laced with tired frustration.
High Meister Gavryndor chuckled shortly, not turning to face her. "They are real enough to pass the time," he replied, reeling in an imaginary catch. "Have a seat, daughter. I've been keeping it warm for you."
Merisset glanced down at the empty chair beside him, then she looked at her father thoughtfully. "You knew I was coming?" she asked, lowering herself into it and feeling the familiar comfort of his presence.
"I do receive a warning once the Haven Scape is being accessed externally, though I could act all enigmatic and say that I know you just as I know all things."
Merisset smiled at her father's weak comedy. "I prefer the first one."
Gavryndor nodded. "So be it."