Book excerpt: Ashleigh is a rare beauty, sought after every man who meets her. When she happens upon a supposedly magical urn, she-- Wait, scratch that. She's not the star of this story, I am, and I'm not a beauty. Ashleigh was a good girl, but I've read too many stories about babes and beauties. This one is about ME, a half-orc, a homely girl, and owner of a failing pub. I've given up the mercenary life, and I'm glad for that. Adventuring's not for me. A random encounter puts me back in the company of a mage I knew from my (brief) days as a mercenary. He needs my help, but I'm not much of a helper. I'm not much of anyone, actually. I'd rather be invisible. But adventure has a way of finding me... unfortunately.