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“They were nothing more than men. Well, elves, I suppose,” Finton Merrybrook said, sipping from his chalice. The only reply the storyteller received was the crackling of logs in the nearby fire. His eyes followed the dancing shadows on the wall as he took another sip from his chalice, falling deeper into a peaceful stupor.
Order of The Pawn: Chapter One
Greetings, weary traveler! Welcome to my humble abode. My name is Finton Merrybrook, the greatest storyteller in all of D’veen! I don’t recognize you, and I’m pretty good with faces. I know you are eager to learn more about the story of the Order of the Pawn and their role in changing the course of D’veen’s history, but context is important, dear friend.
The Unfathomable Beast of Xanadu-IV
I didn’t know it was possible to hate someone as much as I hated Freddie Montauk, the kingpin of the Darlucian Syndicate. He was an untouchable, irredeemable pile of sentient shit, but more than that, he was directly responsible for my wife’s death. Plenty of people had reasons to hate him, but mine was a special case.