Once, the Sorceresses of House Ifan were legendary for their service to the Sanctified Kingdom of Alkith. Invading Empires, malicious Demons and wicked wielders of the arcane were all foiled by their wisdom and the power of their magic. A curse placed upon their bloodline brought an end to those days, the final spiteful act of one of the last foes they defeated ensuring all who followed after would be beset by eternal dire luck. Centuries have passed since that day, and the passage of time, the arrival of new heroes to the Kingdom, and the march of technology has only cemented the decline of House Ifan's legacy. Lady Morgan has known this story all her life. Abysmal fortune is as natural to her as breathing. Leading a (relatively) quiet life as a breaker of less persistent curses and all-around aid in sorcerous matters, she has long since accepted that her idle explorations of her family's curse are unlikely to truly bear any fruit. But when the curse inexplicably begins to worsen, she is left with no choice but to deepen her investigation, even if it requires her to trust in a mysterious, impossibly kind stranger, and unveil secrets that some may have preferred to remain buried forever. Content Warnings: Light violence, references to depression, references to past religious and cultural discrimination, references to past child neglect.

She's beautiful, strong, and alone in ways no one can imagine. Every place she calls home forgets her the moment she leaves, and even her closest friends vanish from memory. But when whispers of the Astorian kingdom reach her, she realizes her life-and the world around her-may not be what it seems.