Rhistmaege
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Dovinicus MaCabre, a loner at Wharton Wydenhall's School of Meritus Ministrations has always lived in shadow, struggling to harness the coveted magic of Earned Rhist. Yet, he feels a deeper power within him starting to rise.
When tragedy strikes and his world comes crashing down- the deeper power within is revealed to those who would have it for themselves...
The Crown, always power hungry, stops at nothing to find more Rhist.
Feeling like a pawn in some vast struggle, he must decide who to trust. He bides his time, hoping to discover a way to unleash his latent power of Wit, Folly and Venom and become a true Rhistmaege.
Only then, can he walk his own path.
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