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Phealafarian Frontiers: 22 : Smoke and Silver

Snow drifted thick and slow from the night sky as Steal Team 6 reached the village of Angeldenn. Most windows…

The Society stood atop the rain-slick hill where August’s body lay, his lifeless form lying unnaturally still on the sodden…

Deep beneath the scorched surface of Inferno’s moon, in the sweltering penal colony known as Hellhole, plunge down the yawning…

The day began with soft snowflakes drifting through pale morning light, a quiet hush settling over the road as Steal…

With supplies packed, saddlebags strapped, and winter cloaks drawn tight against the snow-chilled wind, the party gathered at the tavern…

A thin layer of snow blanketed the back alley nestled halfway between the Tavern With No Name and the Clerical…

A roaring fireball surged up the shaft, casting intense, flickering light against the cavern walls. Ordo turned calmly to Otto.…

Gottfried stood over the crumpled body of August, his cane sword still clutched tightly in one hand. The runes etched…

Beneath Inferno’s ever-burning red sun, the air shimmered with heat rising from the vast magma fields. The light cast unnatural…

Morning light crept into the tavern as the party began to stir. After days of tension, trial, and sleepless nights,…