Elbion
Nina
Naghi stood on the prow of the small ship he had commandeered all those weeks ago in the Gulf of Ryt. It was a large vessel, meant for trading and built by one of the orcish tribes. At the time he had thought it would be comfortable enough for him, but after weeks at sea he'd...
Epressa - East of the Spine
"Bah." Naghi wrenched his axe free of the forktail's neck, the blade sizzling as the heat boiled some of the creature's blood. It let out a pathetic cry, twisted wings flapping until he placed his boot on it's face and let the blade of his axe fall back into the cut...
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