All that Illyon Corvis wants is to get drunk. The problem? Tonight, ale gets him a direct line to the gods. And they haven't talked to anyone in a very long time…

A caravaneer's life is dull, exhausting, and everything that Ily has. Now, he's about to lose it thanks to a mysterious stranger in the tavern. Chased by the Knights of Iron, forced to learn magic, and haunted by his past, Ily has no idea that the worst is yet to come. He has to break into the inner sanctum of the Temple of Iron, and that is humanly impossible.

Unfortunately for Ily, there's an actual goddess walking the physical world, and she's standing right next to him.

Would he rise up to the challenge, or would the compulsions of the gods drive him crazy first?