Description: "This tale begins... on a night like this...
in these very woods..." At that moment, the wind picked up slightly. "Old Mr.
Tunnatin, a grey Lupe, was hobbling about his yard, searching for his petpet
that had died five years earlier. "
Sight: Part Four She just nodded with a smile, and said, "The
effect will only last for about two or three hours. Now be off! Slygor could
hurt my paintings at any second."
Murgoh: Part Five One day, almost two weeks after his arrival,
Murgoh mustered the strength to leave the cave. Limping slightly, he padded
around the fire and into the passage...