Wrapped in shadow, safe in the silence of her muffled steps, Havia scoured the corridors nearby. Eventually she was far enough away that the smell of burned spider had dissipated. Creeping from shadow to shadow was tiring, her heart thundered in her ears as she leaned against a cold, well-masoned,…
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CRAWL EP2 – Floor 2?
Utig charged forward, a whirlwind of axe blades and profanities, careening from the walls as he hurled himself at the swarm of spiders that had descended upon them. “I fucking, hate, spiders.” He yelled, his axe a blur as he cleaved the creatures in two. With an average size of…
Hemrill
“Esteemed members of the faculty, visiting patrons, my honoured guests. It is with great pride that I open this debate today on the negative manifestation of magical energies. Having travelled the length and breadth of Trillanin I can assure you that although the need for this discourse is essential, the…