Kaiz will be king. That tale is for the future, however. Today, Kaiz is not a king. He’s not a noble, not a lord, not even a liege. He’s a tanlar. It meant untitled, officially, but it also meant ungifted, unable, unworthy, unnecessary, unhuman. It was more a curse than a term. A badge only the damned and condemned wore. Kaiz was thrown away as a babe because of it. He knew starvation because of it. He learned perseverance because of it.  Now, with a crew of skilled untitleds who also refused to simply scrape by, he fought to make a place where none of them would have to.  He might do a bit more than that. (My cover is in flux.) [Participant in the Royal Road Writathon] What To Expect: A smart, driven MC surrounded by a cast of intelligent and authentic characters. A rich, expansive world that the MC affects, but is not centered around. A slow burn, competent to strong, progression fantasy. A crazy, insane twist that you'll never see coming. And, of course, kingdom building (eventually).   Minimum Word Count a Week: TBD after Writathon Release Time(s): TBD after Writathon. As soon as I can get them out for now