The morning fog lay unnaturally thick over Greymere Hall; Jenavere Calder -- standing at the window of her study on the third floor -- couldn't see to the village of Merewick, only a short walk from her gates. She didn't like it, not when there were orcs apparently marauding in the area. Her...
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