If life hands you lemons, make lemonade.
If life puts you in charge of defending a gold mining operation and you are only a mage....well
Burninating the countryside,
Burninating the peasants
Burninating all the peoples
And their thatched-roof COTTAGES!
Something lives in the fog in a certain region and travels with the fog. Kidnaps or kills, or is simply heard and "felt". ... fog is rising, heed the warnings the elders spoke!
Encounter ( Any ) | February 16, 2003 |