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“On the one hand, there was this shabby weirdo with a drinking problem, on the other a group of bearded buggers with homicidal tendencies, and on a possible third hand some mad wizard she had never seen. Iwy wished she was home tending to the family fields. Wheat didn’t give you this kind of trouble.”

After setting a barn and a farmhand on fire, Iwy Evenwood has two choices: hope for the witch hunters’ mercy or get out of town and accept an apprenticeship with a mage. While Iwy hopes to get rid of her new powers as fast as possible, her new master Triand tries to find her next drink, her next flirt, and a way to destroy an ancient magical artefact in order to thwart a powerful wizard’s plans of world domination. 

Chased by everything from the witch hunters guild to mystical wizard orders to masked sorcerers, Iwy and Triand embark on a journey to find a mystical crucible that might just be their only hope. There are prophecies, wizard schools, a very small necromancer, more or less epic battles … and an apprentice who just wants to save the world and be home in time to milk the cows.

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