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Sitaria, my love. I write this before I cross the ice lake and seek entrance to Kaaronark. I would offer prayers that this letter, possibly

Torbal crouched in the shadows and watched the guards on the street below. He couldn’t help but smirk as the fat one scratched his head.

Laeroth fell to one knee, his sword splashing into the creek beside him.⁠ He tried to catch his breath but the arrow – arrows, he