“Andrew is gone. He left.”
Fen’nan stared at the note on the Nook notice board in silence for a moment before she snorted and scoffed and she spat at the board, as Andrathath had spit at her feet earlier that night.
“Yeah bloody friggin right. He’s just being dramatic.” She snapped aloud. Of...
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Fen’nan Solaveira stood frozen in the darkness of the Mercenary Keep cell, distant footfalls ringing in her ears as they faded down the corridor, leaving her with her promised words hanging in the air. Slowly she drew her gaze away off the dark, stone wall, blinking away the...
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