Tamina

ChiaraThe last job she’d done, the Chort, had earned her enough coin to finally find and purchase a new mare for herself. Luckily, it had already belonged to a hunter before, so the mare knew how to act and how to

I hadn’t slept, even though I’ve been in that room for hours. I couldn’t even remember what time it was, only the thoughts that rolled through my head. Thoughts of him Thoughts of the man I’d loved once. I leaned

ChiaraShe’d had to borrow a horse, something that annoyed her to no end. But, luckily for her, there was a nice stable behind the inn itself, one where she had that horse stashed for the time being. There was no