Orconomics (The Dark Profit Saga, #1)

by J. Zachary Pike

“Oh, there’s always a choice. Choice is a constant.” Flinn grinned, a cold glint in his eye. “It’s consequences that vary.”

The brothers of the Order of Adchul once famously saved a town from flooding by drafting a cease-and-desist letter to the river.

And since there were so many magic-using foes out in the field, warrior heroes came in only two varieties: those who knew how to fight mages, and extra crispy.

That night, Heraldin Strummons, the Bard, went to the room of Kaitha of House Tyrieth, for he held a Great Fire in his pants. And he did profess his desire for her.

Some men were too proud to ever admit defeat; the closest they came to surrender was learning to keep their mouths shut.

the odd undead was easy to get rid of—certainly easier than door-to-door priests.