A Damn, Dirty Wizard and a Manipulative Witch (The Second Fall Book 3)

“I quest for a maiden most pure,” Damn said while Gash and Puddin looked at each other and rolled their eyes at the obvious delusion in Damn’s words; a delusion he obviously believed. “She is in the clutches of a foreign prince and I will liberate her.”
“I see,” the wizard had seen the look pass between Damn’s companions. “I am Nick Lictigurk, wizard extraordinaire, and master of the Tower of H’Xyrex. I welcome you as my guests and offer you the shelter of my tower and the hospitality of my home. I receive few guests and I look forward to companionship even if for only a short time.”
Keeley the mule rolled his eyes. Puddin muttered a few choice words. Gash Muldoon scratched his bare scalp, face creased with worry. Damn, looking thoughtful, seemed on the verge of a question, and he was:
“Anyone ever call you Nathaniel?”
Asked Damn, to which Nick Lictigurk replied simply:
“Only my mother.”
So continues the misadventures of damn Buckaroo and his cpmanions across Pygram, thus introduced to the wizard with black teeth... NIck Lictigurk.