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Our breath mists as the temperature drops within this sunken chamber. The sound of rattling chains is heard ahead. Osnald brings forth dancing lights. Behind bars we see frost forming on the bars in the form of handprints, as if gripped by an invisible child. "Whoever ye are, ye can stay where...

We Have Always Lived in the Castle After moving single-file through the narrow hallway, we enter a high, wide chamber, its ceiling lost in soot-dark ribs of stone. The air is thick, pressing faintly against the lungs. The mosaic floor is slick with dust and powdered mortar. As our eyes adjust...

"Are you from Ragesia?" asks Jorrina, one of the gnomes. "Or are you here to explore the castle, as we are?" Viggo telepathically speaks in our heads, warning us not to tell them of our true intent. Trevor spits on the ground at the mention of Ragesians, so our allegiances likely seem obvious...

Another Day, Another Storm, There Is No Need to Keep Us Warm We notice that we are all covered in a thin veil of ash, drifting from the sky. Had the battle gone longer it might have impeded vision. A black rain falls heavily for a few seconds, then stops. A small animal dies nearby. Trevor...

The Battle of Gathin, or How We Routed Some Ragesian Punks A band of Ragesian mounted soldiers are browbeating a local, while the townsfolk stand nervously nearby, shouting at the soldiers to leave them alone and stop taking their food and drink. Trevor nudges Osnald forward, and the bard...