The Dragon's doors parted as a bloodied figure stumbled into view. She managed three words before breathing her last:
"A Fool's errand."
Thirty minutes later a rapid succession of knocks woke the Sixth from a very inebriated slumber. The tavern boy nearly shit himself at the Sixth's...
- The Blade Dancer -
The fourth child of an ancient but dwindling Miradi lineage, he had little say in the matters of his future. Their long holding to fringe traditions slowly saw them lose power and influence over the years. His parents sought to rectify this by any means necessary...
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