by Bryony van der Merwe
MADNESS. MAYHEM. MAGIC.
This pretty much sums up my week. It started off simply enough. I was minding my own business, and, quite frankly, should never have become involved. But the goddess had other plans for me, and suddenly I was off on a wild-oryx-chase, all across the Greater Granola. When I got rid of a hanger-on at Hero for Hire in Jujubwa, I thought my troubles were over. Apparently not.