A brazen mercenary believes he can learn magic from an exiled warlock. Not content with taking along experienced help, he enlists Zhy, the town drunk, to escort him on his journey. Convinced he is part of some misdirected script, Zhy joins the strange quest, hoping only to keep the ale flowing. However, the pair is soon saddled with an aloof and peculiar companion, and the three find themselves fighting demons, elite assassins, the elements, and each other. An idiot man-child follows, guided by Zhy’s dead father, who hopes he can keep Zhy away from the threshold of Hell. Sadly, each man is only a pawn in a wicked scheme.
“It just doesn't seem right to spend your entire life drinking, when you could be exploring the world."
"Or," Zhy said as he hefted a mug to his lips, "it doesn't seem right to be risking your life running down warlocks when you could be sitting on a nice, warm bar stool.”
The Spaces Between
A brazen mercenary believes he can learn magic from an exiled warlock. Not content with taking along experienced help, he enlists Zhy, the town drunk, to escort him on his journey. Convinced he is part of some misdirected script, Zhy joins the strange quest, hoping only to keep the ale flowing. However, the pair is soon saddled with an aloof and peculiar companion, and the three find themselves fighting demons, elite assassins, the elements, and each other. An idiot man-child follows, guided by Zhy’s dead father, who hopes he can keep Zhy away from the threshold of Hell. Sadly, each man is only a pawn in a wicked scheme.