A Farewell to Arms

Submitted by Morgan on Mon, 10/8/2018 at 9:27pm

Garen was not doing well. After the events two days prior, he felt the only option was to catch the first ship to Upper Metsar. He wasn't sure exactly how many of Huel Vor's citizens had appendages crafted by Azgamesh the Fiend Forger, but he was sure he would have his work cut out for him when he arrived. 

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Rubruminations

Submitted by NCDarkness on Wed, 9/12/2018 at 10:38pm

*Esgir finished closing up the stall for the night and made his way to the Pillar of Virtue. There was much on his mind since the events of nearly a mest ago. Walking among the meager offerings of the new tower's shelves, the old dwarf shook his head.* "So much lost, hopefully we can return it to a proper place o' learning in time."

 

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