Vulcarsgrave and the Obsidian Tower

Too many gingers

I’ll keep this succinct. Algrin was an ass. “How dare we?”, bullshit. Then sending that ridiculous ginger. He deserved to die a hundred dick-piercing deaths. There’s only room for one Paul Rudd type, Devreaux Clad. Bye bye! I did enjoy the accommodations at the Inn of Sleepless Lantern. But what part about “do not disturb”, did that idiot Bronam Rigsby, not understand. I hope to meditate more and fully exercise my favored enemy



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