Ruination and Reform

Goblins, Orcs, and Ogres, oh my!

Goblins, orcs....and mysteries

The cold autumn day was choked with clouds in the small town of Letinsburg. Bombour Ironfist glared at the frost as the caravan he was riding with rumbled into town, rolling past the general store and the bakery, before turning east towards the dock. The stocky dwarven monk hopped down lightly and headed across the road to the Drowning Guppy, a 2 story inn of some repute.



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