A Vendrix is born. These are mortals that know all spells and enchantments, without having picked up a spell book all their lives. Normally, such power would be drool-worthy, but in this case, it means to be possessed by a demon that’s just using a body as a conduit.
For the townspeople, a beloved family member will now crave carnage and kill siblings and strangers alike.
For the person possessed, they barely last a day before sharpened pitchforks are used against them.
But a drunken minstrel’s foreseen a Vendrix that can actually control the demon. Such a weapon seems to be the only thing that can annihilate the sorcerer that’s been wreaking havoc everywhere.
Zendra’s denying that she’s the Vendrix, despite the fact that she just massacred a horde of wizards with no more exertion of energy than a yawn. Regardless, she’s enlisted by three men wanting to attempt the deadly path to the sorcerer, for fame, adventure, or vengeance.
Now, Valen, an arrogant yet charming wizard prodigy, Brevle, a wise-cracking warrior, Wulard, owns a map (sorry, that’s all he contributes), and Zendra, still unsure if she’s more of a threat to them than the obstacles, must band together, quiet their pessimism, and will their legs to forge through the Path of Fatality.
Stephanie Flores was born, and still continues to live in Miami, Florida with her husband and pain-in-the-neck mutt. When she’s not swatting the thousands of mosquitoes in the area, she’s teaching science and art to middle school students. What better person to envision a fully imaginary world than someone who teaches pre-teens all day? As a child, her obsessions were turtles, dragons, Greek mythology, and pizza-not much has changed in adulthood