She never had been the type to enjoy tea, no matter the amount of milk or sugar mixed in with it, it still held a bad taste on her tongue. Everything seemed to taste a lot different since Misandra fixed her up after mutilating her to the brink of death, but Letta could feel strength and raw...
The Warden Gwyddion’s dungeon, or playpen as it’s known on the streets of Cerak, is decorated with what one might expect. Jars filled with viscous suspensions containing various body parts and organs belonged to several different species lined the shelves. Tomes and scrolls are organized on a...
The Wardens of Cerak At'Thul were some of the worst, but Iskra never thought one of them would make such a spectacle like this.
Misandra was an exceptional archer, and in the days leading up to the Warden's Hunt, whispers spoke of the incredible shots she had made in the past. Each year since...
She regretted telling those with her on the ship where she was staying, but even more so Roul as she opened the door to the her room above the apothecary shop. To see his face this early in the day warranted a deep scowl.
Iskra opened the door fully and wandered back into the room, pouring...
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