Antique Trunk with Latches: Opening 4
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Crimson light bathes the ground like spilled blood, turning the dusty canyon into a...
Fate tickles me as I launch myself forward, knowing I’ll trip and tumble, seemingly...
A four piece am I: First is my bow the tool of my trade, then the string—of gut it is...
Ammunition, Assassin, Ballroom, Bard, Combat, Music, Player, Ranged weapon, Verse