You see, Sheriff. I was taking a shower at the Deadman’s Falls after Festus pushed me in the dirt. Sure, there was a bout of fisticuffs, but nothing too crazy? Yes, I know he’s a horse, but I’ve been lonely. Where’s my pants? Yes, sir. Festus ate them.
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Respawn.
Melanie closed one eye and focused on the board. After the last pitcher, her vision wasn’t much to be trusted. Come on’, Mel. Three darts and we finish this....
Dwaithelord — an honorific for the tribal leader of a coven of dwarven wraith soul stealers. Traditionally male, Dwaithelords are honor-bound to defend their...
I knew I was playing with fire, but since when had that stopped me? I couldn’t turn it off even if I wanted to.
