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Agamaur

Naruhel Cured

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Naruhel, now that her curse were lifted and the waters of her sacred spring purified, became the Red-maid once more.

Cursed Naruhel

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'The Blood-maid then pounced upon the wee lass, clawin' and scratchin', but were thwarted by Beannaithe's armour. Enraged, Naruhel pulled at the edges of the armour tryin' to tear it from the lass's body.'

An Unlikely Champion, Part 5, Chapter 6

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Fortress of the Blood-maid


As usual, I began me storytellin' by the hearth shortly after the last morsel of our supper were eaten...

'If the lass Beeannaithe thought the marsh near Willowsong's sacred spring smelt bad, the tainted waters of the Blood-gloom smelt even worse. Much worse.

The Blood Fortress

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'To Beannaithe's surprise she learned that the ruins were not completely deserted by the Big Folk, for it were occupied by a small contingent of soldiers. Some were trainin' under the watchful eye of their captains, while others were huddled around the many campfires that were scattered about the crumblin' walls of the fortress.'

An Unlikely Champion, Part 5, Chapter 5

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Blood-gloom


I began me next story time for me grandkids thusly...

Blood-gloom

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'The land of Blood-gloom were a vast swamp filled with the crumblin' ruins of fortresses haunted by the restless spirits of the Big Folk that had once lived there.'

The Crimson Waters

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Arzal reflects in the bloody pools of Agamaur.

The Warning

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Arzal Ravencloak meeting a specter of the past.

The Tomb

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Arzal Ravencloak uses a tomb to observe his surroudings.

Whispers in the Fog

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Arzal Ravencloak had never been a man of idle talk. His boots seldom lingered long in one place but on one dusky evening, as the hearths crackled and shadows danced across the walls of The Prancing Pony, a grim-faced knave whispered something that gave even Arzal pause. It was one of the spies he employed.

Trouble stirs in the east,” the man muttered, eyes darting toward a darkened corner of the inn. “The dead don’t stay buried in the Lone-lands.

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