He left them for dead. Now he's their only hope. Big Walter doesn't want to be a hero anymore. He spent his youth prowling through the dark, and punching back whatever crawled out of it. Of course, he had friends then-a one-eared do-gooder, a serpent-tongued fire mage, the town belle, and a scab-kneed night elf-all guarding their Midwestern town of New Haven. Before they all fell apart. Before Walter had enough of being the big, dumb brute...