Wildforged

"They call Kestra a god, you know, in Baneston. And I have never, ever wanted to walk in a god's footsteps. I am not Kestra's son. I won't be. Go. Be your own fucking hero. I won't do it."

There is one rule to practicing, wielding, or studying magic in Avetri: don't.

Felix Grey has spent his life as a killer, wandering Avetri with his horse and blade and not much else to his name. He has also spent it learning to master his own wild magic, because while his life isn't much, he'd like to keep it.

For weeks, though, he's been hunting a mage letting their power bleed freely-foolishly-into the capital streets, and he won't stop until he's neutralized the threat.