Siveon
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"Wasn't the green fog the indication of Oona's kidnapping? I... I fear that means our stay in this world might not be as permanent as we hoped. We'll investigate these looters and I suppose I'll have no choice but to track down my people. We might be too late already, sold to slavery, maybe Ghul would be of help after all..." Marcán trails off. "For now we should find food. Yes."
Marcán ponders these turn of events. Giant serpents, wraiths on black horses, green fog... any tales he would know. Etc.
Marcán ponders these turn of events. Giant serpents, wraiths on black horses, green fog... any tales he would know. Etc.