Tag: Magic Mirrors
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8 – Beards, Bodies, and Bloody Mirrors
Blasted fools’ve done it again. Dreafus an’ Shadowstep—caught behind some invisible wall, flailin’ their arms about like drunk goblins tryin’ to swim. Then they vanish up a spiral stair like it’s all part o’ the plan. I swear by Moradin’s beard, if I have to pull those two outta danger one more time… I bark…