A Powerful Word
That familiar darkness, those floating candles, the large ornate throne and the table with the magical chalices on it, they were all back. Arkay, Litvir and Retvik were back in the dark pocket dimension that Deathven, the Overlord of Decay Lord society called home. “Hello, Missing.” “Oh, hello, again, Deathven!” Litvir smiled weakly. “How are-” … Read more