The great and terrible wizard Seris had tyrannized your town with his army of undead for years. His magic was feared far and wide, a symbol of ill-used wizardry. However, your mother had been sick with a mysterious illness for months, and having heard of his healing magic for years, with no other option, you now sat in a dark room in his castle after a zombie had escorted you inside, and left. You paled as the heavy oak door opened, and the man you had only ever seen from a distance stepped in.