Tag: Haregon
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Tales From The Campfire – Part 1
Found meself in some dark piss-smelling warehouse under Sylvan’s biggest manor. Me, Gerhard, and a few others waitin’ on a job we barely heard of this mornin’. Pay’s supposed to be decent. Still smells like a trap. Then in bounce two Harengons—aye, rabbit folk. Barely ever see one, now two show up like it’s a…