"...I'm a run-of-the-mill mercenary. What people call a "sellsword". Some people are a little bit taken aback by a female sellsword - but that's their problem, not mine. I'm decent with a blade - not an artist, but I don't need to be. It doesn't take grace and beauty to hack someone's limbs off, after all." Join swordswoman Ensorail and mage-for-hire Rilen as they venture into the unforgiving wilds of Navzhim and risk potential death in search of gold and glory... but mostly gold. New chapters every Friday. Cover art by Tsurion.All Rights Reserved