The seasons turn twice again and Orphan is dressed in the armor of an adventuress whose last crime was to wear armor that looked to be in Orphan's size.

Orphan wears none of the jewels she has taken, for she did not as a girl have any jewel-wearing role models to aspire to.

Her sorcery is still instinctive, unlearned, only a little less crude than it was the day it first ripped forth from her, but she is powerful enough to shred through a fancy academy wizard's shields before he has time to scream.

The seasons turn twice again and Orphan is dressed in the clothing of a merchantess whose last crime was to wear clothing that looked to be in Orphan's size.

Orphan wears none of the jewels she has taken, for she did not as a girl have any jewel-wearing role models to aspire to.

Her sorcery is still instinctive, unlearned, only a little less crude than it was the day it first ripped forth from her, but she is powerful enough to shred through a fancy academy wizard's shields before he has time to scream.

The seasons turn twice again and Orphan is dressed in the finery of a merchantess whose last crime was to wear finery that looked to be in Orphan's size.

Orphan wears none of the jewels she has taken, for she did not as a girl have any jewel-wearing role models to aspire to.

Her sorcery is still instinctive, unlearned, only a little less crude than it was the day it first ripped forth from her, but she is powerful enough to shred through a fancy academy wizard's shields before he has time to scream.

The seasons turn twice again and Orphan is dressed in the fine clothing of a merchantess whose last crime was to wear clothing that looked to be in Orphan's size.

Orphan wears none of the jewels she has taken, for she did not as a girl have any jewel-wearing role models to aspire to.

Her sorcery is still instinctive, unlearned, only a little less crude than it was the day it first ripped forth from her, but she is powerful enough to shred through a fancy academy wizard's shields before he has time to scream.

The seasons turn twice again and Orphan is dressed in the fine clothing of a merchantess whose last crime was to wear clothing that looked to be in Orphan's size.

Her sorcery is still instinctive, unlearned, only a little less crude than it was the day it first ripped forth from her, but she is powerful enough to shred through a fancy academy wizard's shields before he has time to scream.