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The Grey Sentinel
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This will truly be an awkward band to bring together. …The wizard mused as he watched the half-ogre approach. Astaroth stood and reached out his aged hand as the huge being came near. “Welcome Coldstone, the wielder of Throng… I am Astaroth, wizard of Ironspur and your reputation precedes you my friend.” The wizard watched as his hand disappeared within the Ogre’s mighty grasp. “I must say though it is extensive, it still is no equal to your very presence, thank you for coming please have a seat.” As the two take their seats a couple of bar hands arrive with mutton and ale, they quickly place it on the table and depart.