Fae Bikers. Fuck yeah.

The Cairn Riders carved a home of their own out of the ruins of fallen kingdoms. Feared by some, lusted after by others, the Riders had only three rules.

Ride together, Die together

No laws but ours

Fuck 'em

Coming in 2024

Khalon had his hands and tentacles full riding herd on the Cairn Riders, but when a dryad walked into the Broken Crown demanding his help, he couldn't resist.

She had a spine like ironwood, an ass like heaven, and she didn't blink at his bullshit - not even a flicker. She also threw a punch that could take down an ogre and made walking, talking sex toys.

It was good that she was in danger. Otherwise he'd have no excuse for stalking her.