Eyes and ears, of different kinds
Part One: Somewhere in Tettoverde Forest, Autumn, 2404 The spellsinger, Ascal Arconvale, could see that High Lord Veluthil was dreading the reports, for they might reveal something much worse than that which he already feared. Was the rat-men army even greater in size than the most bloated of previous estimations? If so, the enemy might […]
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