The wizard mafia has been pissing me off lately. Every time I try to devise a new scheme, they use time magic, start it a week before I do and then tell me I have to stop because I’m infringing on their turf.
I tried turning the table back on them, but then we both just leapfrogged back in time until we were trying to bootleg wizard gin in ancient Mesopotamia. Which is a very unreceptive market, I gotta say.

















