Tom Cashel
First Post
"Agreed, Master Foxhound."
Calumn's hands move in complex gestures of Spellcasting, and he speaks arcane words in a language you assume is Netherese.
When he finishes, a swirling gate twists open beside you. Beyond it you see a windswept and barren land.
Let us make haste, tall magic-one, hoots Wisp softly.
Calumn's hands move in complex gestures of Spellcasting, and he speaks arcane words in a language you assume is Netherese.
When he finishes, a swirling gate twists open beside you. Beyond it you see a windswept and barren land.
Let us make haste, tall magic-one, hoots Wisp softly.