Tag: Thimius
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9 – The Tower’s Tricks and a Barefoot Stranger
When I come to—head poundin’ like a forge hammer—I see Icarus strollin’ in all casual, into this damned room with the coloured floor tiles, lookin’ like he just popped out for a stroll. No idea why he left Gerhard snorin’ outside on his own, but that lad’s never made sense to me. Shadowstep, twitchy as…
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2 – Beards Don’t Belong on Boats!
Bah! I’ve never liked the sea. Dwarves weren’t made fer water—we belong on solid rock, not bobbin’ about like a drunk goblin on a barrel! But the captain, a fine lass with a sharp tongue, agreed to take us across to Nesathew if we pulled our weight aboard. So, I made meself useful, helpin’ Ordif…
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1 – A Fool’s Errand, or a Warrior’s Destiny?
I usually get me contracts from the work board at The Hunters’ Guild here in Harrow’s End. But this mornin’? There was a scroll, stuffed under a rock at me door. No idea who this Thimius fella is, but by me beard, it’s been too long since I’ve had a real adventure. And if the…