skills. I’d heard a bit about you, but I like to see for myself,” Perrin said to Esset once they were a discreet distance from the group. Esset only nodded, figuring that Perrin was going somewhere with this. He was right.
“I heard you plan on going mercenary. And I also heard that you want to go after…after a certain mage,” Perrin said delicately. Esset just nodded again. He and his brother were on a mission; it wasn’t a secret.
“I have to admit that I thought you might be one of those idiotic would-be hero types. But you seem to be dependable.” Perrin paused. “I think you should go talk to Sergeant Gretchen Warthog. She’s…resourceful. She’ll set you up with jobs. The right kind of jobs. She works out of Namara, in a tavern called the Staggering Tankard,” Perrin said.
“Sergeant Gretchen…Warthog?” Esset repeated. Perrin nodded and eyed him, as if wondering if he should have shared the information. Esset decided not to inquire after the odd name.
“Alright. Thanks, we’ll do that,” Esset replied.
“If you go straight to her, tell her that the war is over. She’ll welcome the news and stop sending help up here. Better it goes where it’s needed,” Perrin said. Esset was even more intrigued.
“We’ll do that,” he repeated.
The group trekked back to camp with a weary air, but Esset felt optimistic. Give it a week, maybe two, and the remaining enemy forces would be mopped up. Then, he and his brother could leave this blood-stained snowscape behind. They’d seek out this Sergeant Warthog, and then—
Well, that would just be the beginning.
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Stephanie Beavers always knew she wasn’t from the real world. That was why she spent so much time daydreaming and living in various fantasy worlds created by others and herself. Stephanie knew she was actually supposed to have been born as a dragon or a cat – or at least someone who had magical abilities. Now grown, she appreciates the beauties of the real world too, but saves herself from sanity by spending as much time in magical, or at least fictional, worlds as possible.
Stephanie shares her mind with a myriad of characters, most of them not human, and most of them possessing magic or special abilities. When they get too loud inside her head, she writes them out or drowns them out by submersing herself in the fiction of others. For those who love magic and adventure, she offers you an outlet so you can escape reality too.
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