Valdorren - The Falwood
He drank the last of the bottle.
The alcohol burned his throat, seemingly purging the freezing cold he felt as it poured down - at least momentarily. He set the glass vessel aside and came to lean on his hands, his arms supporting his torso as he sat on the fringe of...
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