It had rained again, just enough to wet the cobblestone. The musty smell of worn stone, horse manure, and dirt mixed to welcome travelers to Monsilt. Cold stone buildings with slate roofs left the beauty of civilization to other settlements. Still...
Rain fell gently on a canopy of needles and leaves. They dripped their wetness onto the ground. Water mixed with soil and bled a burst of scents into the air. Vibrant and urgent enough to summon me from slumber. What brought it such unease now?
The runes engraved on the maul were dwarvish in origin but the master blacksmith Olin could forge with them. Gem and stone embedded in his body channeled the runic power. The tale surprised Supheli and tugged at deep desires to be someone important.
Where I come from, we are often summoned by nature. Like his father before him, Ardelis was summoned to a forest far away. I was proud that he had been called upon. -Lutra, ranger of the One River
The church bell's toll shattered Clara's heart. Each clang an otherworldy reminder of violence dealt to her family. The drolling sound continued. She had to drag herself to the church. The earsplitting sounds marked the call to service for family funerals
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