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  1. Mabess

    Private Tales The eve of starry lights

    Snow settled the slopes of the tired hillside. Mashkaroth was now a long dead town, burried and gone in ashen remains. It was the eternal cycle. Birth, life, death. And life would bring forth new, and the birthed would raise from the dead. Hath Charosh had been invited to stay with the tribe and...