The Winter Witch, Part ThreeThe Winter Witch, Part Three
Meanwhile, back at the campsite, his traveling partner was returning. Aqualondo brushed snow off of his shoulders and hair as he entered the make-shift lean-to that he and Mericc had
Meanwhile, back at the campsite, his traveling partner was returning. Aqualondo brushed snow off of his shoulders and hair as he entered the make-shift lean-to that he and Mericc had
Mericc stares across a strange sea and an unfamiliar land. The platform that he stands upon juts out into the water, planks creak and groan as he shifts his weight
The cold air swirled and danced around the inside of the cavern, tracing centuries old pathways through the pillars of ice and snow that had been there for centuries. At
Pashbo Proudfeet is sitting comfortably and listening to the sounds of music from the nearby party tree. It is Brandywine and Biscuits playing live. Meanwhile Pashrandir the Poet treats us
*SPOILER WARNING* If you have not completed Volume I, Book II of the epic story, stop reading! (unless you don’t mind spoilers of course ;)) NB. The text is partly