Master Vex and the Art of Never Losing at Cellblock When one thinks of Darigan Citadel, a few images immediately come to mind: brooding skies, ominous architecture, and the smell of slightly overcooked Skeith steaks wafting through the air. Collab with cefoiya & idcjazmin
Defenders & Artefacts: Broken Rules Azul fell back on the stone floor, with a thump, and his bag fell next to him. He looked up in horror. The candles were still lit.
A Hero's Journey: Checkmate Roothless’ white Grarrl-shaped bishop advanced, brandishing its crozier, and took aim at a black pawn carved to look like a Gelert.