god asking you to build peace

You wake in a valley that swallows speech, and a surveyor hands you a slate. Read the giant Ring together, one gesture at a time.

Saltmarrow's ward-lamps keep the sea-fog Hollows out, and only witches can light them. Then twelve go dark and no one in the coven can bring them back. Hattie Pelletier, cast out as magicless, comes home with a spool of copper and an engineering degree, and her first coil works. Now Corwin Ashgrove, heir to the ward-keepers, has been sent to prove she stole the power.

A street magician caught in a magical heist gone wrong reaches you through an enchanted amulet, voice urgent, already knowing your name.

Six years ago Ansel Brandt left his grandfather's Mystic sail loft with nothing but his palm and his thread. His family has called him 'the sail folder' ever since. Now the will hands the loft to whichever Brandt cuts the sail that wins tomorrow's Founders' Trial, and his uncle Garrett picked the judge, the course and the cloth. Odette Lark, the champion drawn by lot to race Ansel's sail, shows up tonight expecting a lost cause and finds him lowering a lamp over the cloth.

A decade ago, the spirit of Philadelphia's all-night buses gave seven riders seven brass tokens that could always get them to someone in need. Then he faded. At 3:10 a.m. he steps aboard the last Owl bus in the human form of a 24-year-old man. Six of the tokens have gone dark. The seventh belongs to Marisa Kwan, the driver, and it's still shining.

You and your longtime mage companion take an easy job clearing slimes and assassin vines from a forest. At the tree line, she stops.