You awake suddenly, the long fall crashing into the front of your mind. Coughing out the ancient dust in your lungs, you stagger to your feet, unsure of where you are in the low light. A short, familiar laugh stops your first painful steps.
"Welcome to my shop! Care to buy something?"
drip. drip. dripdrip. I desperately imagine the water in the cell as the sound of freshly filtered coffee squeezing its way past a new...
"Four Towers stand at the corners of the world. They rule the generations, forcing war and misery upon the land. Scholars, Generals,...
"Gah, I hated my old life," Dendre, the smith says. His hands are rough as well as his hair, and a long beard runs down the front of his...
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