Cablin took a moment to set back in his elaborately carved, mahogany chair and smiles as he cast spells to complex for most to dream of understanding. The old oak desk top gives off a slight glow as figures begin to materialize before his eyes. The images are those of the people he chooses to scy... Sign in to see full entry.
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This is a fantasy adventure that has been unfolding from twenty years of being a Dungeon Master in an ongoing Dungeons and Dragons game. Many years in the makeing, and time to let other people read our little fantasy world!
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