As The Iron Eel bustled with life as the sun set, and everyone slowly made their acquaintances with each other there was a loud scrounging of horses approaching, stomping up mud and neighing as a few Orcs tied their steads down, and made their entrance. Though, the only one to actually come...
There was an air of boisterous laughter that the city of Alliria hadn’t felt in some months now. The feast was a tale of how the people in the crown city loved, how they worked, and how they had come together to bring in the bounty of harvest. The triumphs of life are right here before them...
The Song of Diplomacy
The horde of Orcs was closing in on Alliria.
The scurry of loud thuds clouded the atmosphere, cementing hooves in the thick mud that plagued the Allir Strait. They’ve been making their trail from Bhathairk for four days now through tremendous downpours, bandits, and...
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