Tag: Silent order of Bandits
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4 – Sand, Sorcery, and Stupidity
Blasted sand! Gets in me boots, me beard, and places I’d rather not mention! Aye, I’ll not shed a tear leavin’ this forsaken shore. Shredder, the Tortle who found us camped out, is leadin’ us north through a sparse forest toward his camp at Galloway. As we march, we pry some more about this Nimfudge…