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Image Source Go to Part 1 - 4 minute read Go to Part 2 - 4 minute read Gydar discovered that the ogre camp was just barely that. An ecampment consisting of only four ogres. Three males and a female. Only

Image Source Go to Part 1 - 4 minute read The fire was dying down. Fippy realized his moment was over. Wilx and Rorph had had enough. "Get some rest, you two. Dawn will be upon us soon, and we'll

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Image Credit - Go to Part 1 - 4 minute read Go to Part 2 - 4 minute read Go to Part 3 - 3 minute read * Prince Keramore Thex sat upon the throne of Neriak as the doors to his great hall swung open. D'Vinn

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