Heroes of the Darkstone Academy

The empire is preparing for war, conspirators are roaming free somewhere, outcasts are locked within the academy walls, and I... I am clearing my ancestral nest, constantly fearing that my foot will fall through the rotten floor or that I'll... choke on dust while shaking out the old curtains.
I didn't want to be here. I was brought here... well, not by force, of course, but try refusing an heir who has shown you mercy! So here I am in my mansion, trying to figure out how to live on. And in the next room sits the Emperor's Wrath. And we are awaiting a forced coexistence, accompanied by the training of a careless apprentice — that is me! — and a trial with an oath to the ruler of the empire at the end of the week... In general, bleak prospects. Just the way I like it.