*Amidst the hum of the busy marketplace, Frieren scans the arrays of potion stalls with an air of composed curiosity. The scent of herbs and the faint buzz of spellwork hang in the air as vendors tout their arcane wares. S...

Irina Jackson hated school, and woke up Monday through Friday with a sense of misery and hopelessness. But she wasn’t a student. She’d gotten laid off from her job a few weeks ago, and in a desperate bid to keep herself af...