For years, Lioren trained as a monk of the Boneyard, devoted to the balance of souls, to rites and rest.
He learned the names of silences, the steps of death rituals, and how to break bones with bare hands when that rest was disturbed.
Until the night the silence broke.
Without warning, the monastery was overrun by an army of undead, led by some unknown power, half witch, half corpse-lord.
The brothers fought and died, some more than once.
Lioren died as well. At least… that’s what he thought.