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"Rezan the Chainer. Dead or Alive. Last spotted in the countryside between Oswill and The Dale."
She had read it a hundred times over and still her nerves were never calmed. The white haired Dwarf rolled up the bounty poster and stuffed it into her pack, the rustling of her chainmail making...
With a thunderous crash, the wine glass shattered into a thousand pieces, joining the jagged snowfall on the floor, gathered like dust on a shelf.
"Shitfaced bastard!" Expelled in one breath came the frustrated voice of a small woman.
"Running out of creative ones?" A bemused man responded...
Silence. That was the worst part of it. Alone in a sea of stained sand she sat, clutching a symbol of Yara, the newly acknowledged God of Life. With her eyes closed tight as she murmured a prayer for those she was too late to save.
"Bringer of Life, Daughter of the Blackened Heart, take care...
"Meat is meat, right?" She grumbled across the campfire, gleaming blue eyes fixated on the slowly rotating hunk of meat.
"No. There's a big difference between a slab Stomper steak and, like… Scarab meat." The giant man responded, cranking the spit to ensure even cooking. "It's a miracle you...
The video feed flickered to life, the static cutting out to reveal a young Orcish girl sitting in, what can only be described as squalor. A Street Mage in the truest of senses, she had telltale runic tattoos along her arms that lightly glowed with arcane purpose. She was surrounded by piles of...
The scrap scarred golden doors were forced open by a heavy leather boot. The rusted hinges groaned from the movement as they swung open. A troop of women took the lead. The kicker, the clear leader, wielded a fine iron blade that crackled with the kind of energy that made your hairs stand on end...
The hard buzzing of a digital alarm clock slammed through the silent city morning like a hammer through glass. A sharp intake of breath brought the slumbering Goblin back to life, her eyes cracking open to the unpleasant glare of the morning Soeul piercing through the shutters. Through mumbled...
"Hurry up, this place is untouched for a reason." She frowned.
The woman sent a scowled glance at the ruins that surrounded them. She was tall and burly, yet had clear signs of malnourishment. Her umber cheeks were ever so slightly gaunt and her limbs were far thinner than they should be. On...