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Frazil watched them examine the door with an odd sort of curiosity. She hadn't seen anything particularly interesting about the barrier - there were no gemstones nor precious metals embedded in its surface - but she stepped aside and let them continue their investigation. Sastriga, too, stood...

"Wise choice." She sat back in her saddle and made a nod up the mountain. "Old burrow of smelling stone men not far. Empty. Shelter you from storm. We lead you there." Rather than going through the group on the narrow trail, she clicked her tongue and Sastriga made a series of jumps across the...

Frazil was caught quite off-guard when one of the group ahead called out to her before she could even make them out clearly through the sheets of tiny, wind-driven snowflakes. Not that they could have hoped to hide from anyone, glimmering as though they were cloaked in stars. It was what had...

Neither the fleeing Knights of Anathaeum nor their pursuers could know what awaited them on the rugged and mountainous path to the Jaws of the Mistfang, though the drifting white clouds that swirled around the jagged peaks of the Spine grew heavy as the hunted knights began their ascent. They...