FROM A ROYAL CITADEL...TO DEATH'S ENCHANTED REALM...They rove the magic lands, defending those who cannot defend themselves, fighting against the forces of evil which, again and again, threaten to overwhelm the strongholds of light.They are swords-women a
I was born of the Devil. That is what they said. I was a conjure of night and fog, and the grave was the womb from which I emerged. Abandoned as a baby outside the cemetery gates and raised by the town's executioner, Marcus grows into a giant as unfeeling
