Torpid

The sun crept over the forested green landscape, illuminating the few dark, damaged buildings nestled there between two steep grassy hills. An eerie silence had settled over the small trade ...

The bard leaned in over the table, eager for the tale, everseeking stories of adventure for his retelling. The elder gnome patiently sipped his mead, playing off the excitement of ...

Removed. If you looked over it for me, I thank you.