On the outskirts of the city lies a manse, unoccupied now, most would say. But once, over a decade ago now, that manse was home to the greatest necromancer of our time, the Vulture King. A menace to society, the Vulture King came into his power perhaps a bit too late, and passed of old age when his army of the undead was only half-finished.
But that doesn't have to be the end of the story. For a boy blessed by nothing other than the dandelions, this is only the beginning.