I In the backwoods of Alfheim, the village of Boar Akarn led its quiet existence. Seasons passed and years rolled by. Quiet, like the elders desired. Hemmed in by traditions, Catherine yearned for some change. She had been abandoned by her father to the care of the kind widow Sturlasda. Under her tutorage, Catherine had learned the healing craft. So well, that after the widow passed, she became the village healer. The new moon marked the passing of...