The wilderness of Falwood wasn't for the faint of heart. It was an untapped stretch of thick, rolling forests, all with its own dangers, both living and inanimate. It was a haven for the survivalist types, and a sure way to die for those that entered unprepared. Orandyr Ironsoul was far from...
"You did what!?"
For such a small fae Olyssa had a mighty temper. Said temper was never as mighty as when someone had endangered her animals.
"I-I-I... I just thought--"
"Well at least we've established when you went wrong!" she fumed, twisting the snapped collar in her delicate hands. The...
Urzog Mhartoc would send out a series of letters to all the great bards anyone in Bhathairk or Gudtown may have mentioned in passing.
Dear Honored Storyteller,
I greet you as Urzog Mhartoc, proud member of the Mhartoc Clan of Bhathairk. Your name has graced our fair city as a traveled bard...
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