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LEGENDS OF WINDEMERE: CURSE OF THE DARK WIND

Timoran Wrath by Jason Pedersen

Delivering a friendly smack to the other warrior’s arm, Timoran shakes his head and walks away. He hears Delvin jogging to catch up, the thick drifts making it hard for him to move as quickly as the barbarian. A howling wind whips through the town, traces of the Dark Wind barely visible in the moonlight. The hiss of Nyx’s defensive spells fill the air as the living curse is devoured by fiery strands.

“We shall go to my room to drink and discuss the plan,” Timoran suggests as they return to the central tower.

“Good idea. You can help me come up with a better name for the Cave of Winds.”

“I do not think we are allowed to rename locations, my friend.”

The brown-haired warrior smirks as he says, “What’s the fun of being a prophesized champion if you can’t rename an ancient landmark or two?”

“For the sake of future cartographers, I will drink wild rum and you will have water.”