The mighty fall and the weak rise. Frailty is forgotten, courage is found. Darkness is overcome and evil perishes, only in the light of the goddess. 12th Cantata of Kreyss'hai
“Morning, young sir,” the landlord announced to Al’daer as he entered the eating room of the inn.
Al’daer turned and saw the man dressed exactly as he was the previous day. Dirty cream coloured apron over an equally discoloured roughly woven shirt that was perhaps the sa...
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