Three thousand years ago, when Arent os Storm fled the fall of Thule, he brought with him more than just survivors and ancient knowledge.

He brought a weapon.

The Armor of Arent is a forty-foot-tall mecha in the shape of a knight in armor, with a crow-faced visor on the helmet, framed by wings. It can walk, it can fly, and it’s been waiting for a king worthy to pilot it. It may have finally found one.

Maxim os Storm was a young man away at university when a kallomancer and her leeches attacked the airship carrying his parents.

The creatures tore through passengers and crew, drinking blood and spreading terror. By the time it was over, Maxim had lost his parents and other family members to the monsters many hunters consider the most dangerous algomancers of all.

This is personal for him. And for the Stormcrows who survived that night, kallomancers represent a threat that can never be forgiven.

The dead don’t rest easy in the Old World.

Necromancers summon evil spirits from the underworld and bind them into corpses, creating shambling servants called wights. And if a wight bites you? You might join their ranks.

They are a type of algomancer: feeding on pain and fear like other dark sorcerers. They bring their own particular horror to the world of the Hunter Healer King trilogy.

Imagine 19th century Budapest, but with airships overhead, monsters in the shadows, and an elected emperor who’s mostly a figurehead.

Welcome to Noricum, the sprawling empire where the Hunter Healer King trilogy takes place. It’s a land of steam-powered innovation and ancient bloodlines, where Dr. Maxim os Storm hunts algomancers through gaslit streets and Chloe Fortebat discovers that the “Old World” is far stranger than she ever imagined.