by K.C. Winthrop (@momoslime/wicksmaker)
The Mage Killer is dead. Only a few hours ago, I was polishing his daggers, running back for his smoke bombs, checking his pistol for defects—all so we’d be prepared to enter the mages’ hideout in the sewers. He likes to call me “Warts,” rather than “Wicks,” my preferred nickname. He claims it’s because of my goggles, the way I keep them on my forehead. He says they make me look like a frog. And…
My name is Wicks, though you might know me better as Oliver Fenwick, the Mage Killer. What you don’t know is that the real Mage Killer, Samson Garland, died, and I’m actually his apprentice!
For now, I’m pretending to be the Mage Killer while I look for clues on what happened to Samson. Join me (and my robot companion, Eden) as I serve clients, solve mysteries, and kill as few mages as possible.