Wednesday, February 13
Madness in Freeport - Part 5: The Shining Saber
Beldin harrumphed. “It’ll be a dark day before a dwarf becomes afraid of picking up a ready blade.” He yanked the saber out of the corpse it was sticking out of. He held it up, waiting for the corpse to react.
Nothing happened. Beldin kicked the skull and it rolled into the water’s edge. “See? Nothing.”
Then he heard the babbling. It was a persistent muttering whine that threatened to upend Beldin’s universe. He had a brief, irrational moment where he seriously wanted to run himself through with the saber. [MORE]
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