The Tower of Osryn (part VII)
The massive oaken door swung inward just enough for a balding, white-haired man in brown robes to poke his head out. “Yes?” he asked, glancing from one companion to another. “What business does a motley assortment such as yourselves have with the Wizards of Rea?” “Surely you have heard of the return... Sign in to see full entry.