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Eat the Madness at the Altador Cup #2
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 Alysia's Destiny: Part Four
As we walked through the gloomy forest, I began to see a dark shape take form through the patches of sky visible beneath the canopy.
"Pellinor's fortress," Jester whispered softly in my ear.
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 Broken Stones
Not everyone is equally able to catch the rising tide. Consider Suller. One could search the world over and over again and never gaze upon a more somber and cheerless visage.
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