The spellslinger Leshran looked out from prow of the vessel, over the landscape, far below. She scanned the horizon and gave the all-clear. The crew relaxed but a moment later there was a shriek from above as a dozen winged witches swooped down from the clouds and onto the deck of the airship. One sailor was caught unawares and thrown over the rail, his screams following him down, far below. If... [click here for more] |
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