Forged Fury
First Post
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Brue growled in frustration and swung at the two-headed dog in front of her. She would have Vials, or die trying.[/section]
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Brue focused intently on the death dog and swung a second time. As she swung, the stone walls and floor of the cottage basement began to sing to her; she could feel the stonework in her marrow, and it beckoned.[/section]
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