Vergeßo-Avellini did not care for the power he could feel coursing through him. He cared for the wealth and reknown it would bring.
With his mind's eye he could feel every Portal Stone. There were many more than he had ever marked into his famous maps. Some were fragile things, perhaps buried...
Seneschal looked upon the final mural and knew that she had failed.
No one knew this story. It was a story of betrayal and a great tragedy. It was a story of the greatest success and ultimate downfall of a civilisation that had been long gone when elves first learned the secrets of magic.
It...
Vergeßo-Avellini did not care for the insects. They had been quite efficient in their excavation, but if she died holding off the intruders then it would be one less problem for him.
He wanted the crook for his own. He wanted to return to Alliria with the most powerful artefact in the known...
The winds were gentle, but in this region of Malakath they brought more warmth rather than the cold and damp that came across much of the Eastern continents.
With that wind came the cry of grief. Of a grief. Having watched from the frame of the long dead stone titan, the Skycre had to decided...
Atrix Xzaar Vixneel Seska the Dragonslayer Kiros Rahnel
Men came this way, searching for Eolydiir's Crook. They have found it, but I cannot see where...
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