Pennumbra has not received any gifts yet
The fumes from the goblin's machines made her nose wrinkle. She peered over the end of her carpet to the scene below, where a pair of brawny orcs conferred with a tiny goblin about the best way to approach the next massive tree. She frowned. That tree was older than memory. It was venerable when the elves were young, before the Emerald Dream. How could they just cut it down?
She glanced to her left, where the elven priestess sat astride her gryphon, and nodded , pointing. The…Continue
My meditations must be working. The locks placed on my memory began cracking a few nights ago. Dreams of things I don't remember doing have come filtering through, and then today, the floodgates opened.
It was something so simple. I was helping in the far northern reaches of Darkshore, helping drive back the troll incursion there. I was working in the infirmary during a lull in the fighting. There was a dark haired human woman there, her face turned away from me, I reached…Continue