We are the Hounds; the defilers, the fools.
Category: Archive
FF: A Not-So-Warm Welcome
Drinks at the Highcup Tavern tend to raise the spirits of everyone involved...
FF: Lament of a Forgeborn
I dreamt of this city, raising my own there, and showing them the beauty of dwarvenkind. It was my dream.
FF: The Court of Anuvariel
The human delegation stood in silence; three royal colors before the Throne of Thorns...
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