Sunday, February 12
Assault Upon the Gate of Tears - Part 4c: Inner Conspiracies
Kham came skidding to a halt in front of a scene of total carnage. Inside the room, Quintus stood frozen, torn between attending to the fallen Elorii in the hall or joining the battle further beyond the antechamber.
Ilmarė lay just outside of the doorway, her flesh still smoking from the blast.
“Whoa,” said Kham. “I’m gone a minute and you lose the elf?” [MORE]
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posted by Mike Tresca at 9:39 AM
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