Vel Acan
Mieri stood in front of the door to retired Dreadlord Algus Senn, a third level of some small renown though, though not apparently one whose disappearance warranted more than the attentions of a handful of children.
Rough luck, really.
Not that the plucky young redhead standing in...
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