Thursday, February 7
Madness in Freeport - Part 1l: The Sea Lord’s Palace
Glenfield darted over to a small cage in one corner of the room. Beldin watched him open it to retrieve the toad.
“Who’s Burkhart?” asked Beldin.
“Oh, that’s my toad familiar.” Tarmon made a sympathetic noise. “Poor thing hasn’t aged well. He’s just not all there anymore.”
Behind Tarmon, Glenfield looked up with a horrified expression. The toad wasn’t in its cage. [MORE]
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