Sylver Seeker 5

No one leaves a negotiation happy.

But wounded pride aside, Sylver was overjoyed with how everything turned out.

He left with a talented clairvoyant, an army of highly skilled dark elves, a talking golden crowbar, the finger of the greatest lich to ever exist, and all it cost him was a fraction of a fraction of a century.

Sadly Eira didn’t simply stop and wait for his return, Lola became a king, Bruno concocted abominations, Faust drowned his sorrows in powders and elixirs, and the ever-looming threat of High-Elves and Krists, loomed more than ever.

There was also the problem of a wandering [Hero], Sophia’s disappearance, rumours of a Sun demon, and further minor issues that were on Sylver’s seemingly endless to-do list.

But the important thing was, he had a way to find Edmund, and all the cultivators, country sized mountains, ancient dragons, and swamp witches in the world weren’t going to be enough to stop him.