Pawn of Wizards
Prologue Lerrin watched as the slightly built woman left his office, her long auburn ponytail bobbing behind her, and the worn leather satchel carefully cradled to her side. The girl, he believed her name was Ellywick, was a recent hire of the Arcane Brotherhood, and utterly forgettable save for the fact that she was a gnome in a city primarily dominated by humans. He’d learned that she’d earned her job as a messenger through relentless persistence. Before she was hired, she’d arrived on the steps of the Wizards’ Tower every morning when the other couriers were dispatched, listening to where they were going, and consistently arriving earlier than whichever one was sent to the furthest destination in the city. She was pretty enough, he supposed, in the pixy-ish way of her race, standing somewhere less than four feet tall though proportional to a slender human, unlike the squat dwarves. She had deeply tanned skin and delicate features, though he found her to be nothing remarkable. If she had any feature that stood out, it was her vibrant green eyes, wide and doe-like. ...