Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180220143037/@comment-24736819-20180418132134

The scouts would be met by an interesting sight to behold, a man sitting beside the charred body of Ortis holding a Black Book and whistling an unknown song.

Famine was a patient man, but whoever owned that Black Book was taking a whole lot of time to get there.

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"It's there...", Carden muttered to himself, feelinf the presence of his father's magical item.