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“Keep digging!” Fizzlerik grinned easily. He had the uncanny ability to be charming even as he barked unreasonable orders, and he knew it. Rinnis panted, “Fizz!” The full Sower’s Moon lit up the graveyard. A crisp spring breeze howled along the rocky embankments and stony crypts. Shifting back to humanoid form, the elder goblin Rinnis […]
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