The Mortog of Meridell Neither Skarl's frowns nor the ever
looming Citadel of Darigan can damper the wonders of this medieval world. Yet
for me, Meridell was quite different, Meridell was my prison...
Meeting Her Maker Kace sat up in bed, breathing heavily. It was
just another nightmare. She turned to look out her bedroom window. In the night,
a Whoot called out...
