After years of war, the necromancer Zaroth Karn finally lies dead at my feet, and I am one of the most powerful mages left standing. Now it’s time for peace—and to keep a promise to a fallen friend. He left me his quiet farmstead in the elven town of Aerenvale. With most men lost to the war, the women there could use a hand… or more. Time to hang up my artifact-level staff and battlemage armor, and to use my high-tier magic to create instead of destroy. Here's hoping the undead will stop bothering me...