Saturday, February 16
Madness in Freeport - Part 8: Black Dog’s Treasure
When the huge door was opened, a low moan seemed to come from the walls of the chamber itself. There were nine chests lining the walls.
“Finally,” said Beldin. “This must be the real treasure!”
Vlad pulled out his crossbow. “Careful Beldin. Stand behind me.”
The dwarf looked over at him in irritation. “Why should I?”
“Because you’re not feeling well,” said Ilmarė. “And your judgment seems to be impaired.”
“That’s ridiculous,” said Beldin. [MORE]
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