The Accidental Bloodmage

ming skyscrapers and immaculate boardrooms I was accustomed to, but when y

's better than nothing. The locals gave me a wide berth, their gaze darting between my bloodied

aptly named "The Bleeding Boar," looked like a good starting point. It was a dimly lit, smoke-fil

essions. The barman, a grizzled dwarf with a nose capable of detect

ger?" he said, his vo

the counter. "And any rumours you've hea

limmer of silver relaxed his tongue.

he said insignificantly. "A blood wizard, they allege.

interest. "A blood mage, huh?"That

anger. But I would never underestimate the power of blood. A blood

at kind of power has a price. They call it "the blood price." S

the bloodstain on my sleeve. "Madnes

on his face. He backed away, offering a brief apology. I

n preceded me. Good. I intend

ning about Kael Emberheart and his mercenary business. The warlord appeared

s and promised them power and status in exchange for their loyalty. It

t a pawn. I had my

e air thick with the stench of sweat and spilled ale. A group of

blood-red raven with a dagger i

asted of their military accomplishments. I listened intently, my m

that may provide Emberheart extraordinary power. It was a gamble

ty on the counter. As I stood to leave, someo

er raven-black hair was braided with silver beads

continued with a soft purr. "And I'm always lo

es, my heart race

. "Lyra Shadow Song, I believe that y

, but she was also ambitious, resourceful, and clearly motivated to

, she was my k

replied with a litt

ad a feeling things were abou

ence. "Power, you say?"And why do you think

know who you are, Ash. A blood wizard with a hunger for power that rivals mine. Y