“It’ll be a good opportunity,” they said. Little did they know. Finley, the roving tinker and sales extraordinaire (who may or may not be an elf), would prefer to avoid the heroic riffraff and their suffocating, otherworldly hope. Unfortunately, the pantheon has other ideas which is ever noticeable when they keep dropping summoned heroes in his path, insistent that they’ll be the savior. Why? Great question! Finley has no idea. His world has been overrun by zombies, so why bother? His busi...