Tark glanced over at his companions with an uneasy look. None of them knew how the barbarian would react to the merchant’s taunting. Two times before they had witnessed him pull a man’s arm out of socket over little more than a misinterpreted phrase. This time, the merchant had insulted him directly. None of them were close enough to stop whatever... [click here for more]
It was Eremar, first month of winter. The Festival of the First Snow, now surely but two or three days hence, would mark the passage of yet another year. While all the others in the village would gather in the great hall, hanging decorations and planning feasts, the young hero would sit alone on his uncle's porch, absent-mindedly drawing a whetstone across the old iron sword of his father.... [click here for more]
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The corridor widens ahead of you, and just beyond the piled corpses of the creatures that attacked you but a moment before, you see a large, oaken chest lying partially open against the wall. The light of your torches reflects off of something - odd - lying next to it on the floor. Your senses are drawn to this strange object, and you reach forth your hand to retrieve it...
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