Part 121 – Midnight Incursion “When is the next group arriving, Pentsgel?” a man in a crimson halbark and fur cap asked another who was at the entrance of the
Part 109 – The Path to Combe. The morning was cool in the valley beside Weathertop. Over the night, the fire had gone out as the wood had been exhausted
Part 59 – From the Shadows Green hills surrounded the small grassy lawn next to the lake. Large grey boulders sat amongst the grass, perhaps placed there long ago by