Anirian Outskirts - Orren Manor
"Rebellions." Crimson freckles speckled Erodin's face as he stood above the Lady Orren, the blade in his hand steadily dripping blood upon the rich carpets of the ostentatious estate he found himself in. "In my experience, at least."
The Dreadlord said as he...
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