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Thanks for stopping by my blog! This is the hub for my upcoming fantasy novel, Irobu's Odyssey of Deceit.  
Abandoned by her deity, isolated from her family, and saddled with an ancient regent, Irobu Vikria must travel across the land to restore her former life.
I will be posting the first half of the book on here for free, as well as including author commentary on how Irobu's Odyssey came to be. Find the full version here on Amazon.

I've already completed a prequel novella that I'll also be publishing soon™, so be sure to hit the subscribe button above so that you don't miss it!

Also checkout the "Downloads" page, where I've posted a couple of digital goodies. You can currently download a high-res version of the cover, as well as an enormous map of Tributius, the continent where the novel takes place.

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