Ivarr had been sold to the witch Birna. But now Birna was dead, slain by the evil sorcerer Lorimer. Ivarr was stranded in the land of the elves. His only chance to return to his own realm was to become a hero for group of outcast, incompetent elves and a wizard of doubtful qualifications. As he discovered, being a hero was a little difficult. First he had to seek out a magic sword concealed somewhere in the land of the fire giants. Then, to seize a horde of gold, he must somehow find and destroy a terrible dragon. And, finally, he would have to overcome the power of Lorimer and an army of dark elves. Ivarr knew nothing about being a hero, and the more he heard, the less he liked the idea. But a hero he'd be--or else!

Kilgore had long dreamed of great adventures and magic. But when he alone proved able to draw the ‎magic sword Kildurin he found himself embroiled in more than he had wanted. With the aid of a ‎crotchety old wizard he set out for the far north across lands beset with trolls, frost giants, dark elves, ‎and all the minions of dark sorcery. It was his duty to find and destroy the evil wizard Surt, who was ‎threatening to bring never-ending darkness and eternal winter to the land of Skarpsey. If he could ‎survive the perils of the journey, he would then have to face Surt alone - one man and his sword ‎against the might of the greatest wizard and all his cohorts. And there was a further problem. There ‎had been twenty previous attempts to end the life of Surt, and all had failed. Surt, it seemed, could ‎not be killed!‎