Welcome to the Jungle!

Trying to find a needle in the proverbial haystack. That is our mission, if the needle is a sexy, bada-s scholar and the haystack is thousands of miles of thick jungle.

Dayra Gesha, a friend of Lirien’s and the smartest person she had ever met, was in danger, and we had to help. It wasn’t completely one-sided, though. Dayra just might have the knowledge to help us crack the nut that was the fortress ruins where we might find the demigod Aeyr. You know, to put an end to him.

But finding a single person in the jungles of Teaphotria was not just difficult, it was dangerous. With myriads of monsters and even simple insects and plants able to kill on contact or with a single bite, we needed a guide. The one we found turned out to be quite the companion, a jaguar girl with the skills to get us through the jungle while looking spectacular doing so.

Did I mention that we didn’t only have to find Dayra before the Searcher found her, but that someone else was after us as well? Yeah, someone calling himself the Weaponsmaster. He apparently didn’t like it that others had called me by that name.

It looked like he and I would be discussing the matter. Violently.

Mutated monsters, a missing scholar, the Searcher up to his typical homicidal activities, and a martial arts master wanting to fight me to the death to keep his title? Yep, all of those things got a big fat checkmark on the list.

Just another life-or-death day in the jungle.