Mmm. The Dark Lady--a deity, but not one of our gods--seems to be tearing holes between the world of the living and the dead. Dragons, once thought long dead, are popping up all over the damned place. We went to retrieve Sain's mother from his father and came across a puppeteer using mashed together corpses and taking over the lives of dignitaries.
[ these are the broad strokes. nodd is not a great storyteller. not the bard of the party. ]
Janth, my world, is probably in grave danger.
[ swinging staff a bit to test its weight ] Ready to spar?
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[ these are the broad strokes. nodd is not a great storyteller. not the bard of the party. ]
Janth, my world, is probably in grave danger.
[ swinging staff a bit to test its weight ] Ready to spar?