Friday, July 20, 2018

Nuwmont 13, 998 AC: Kor Karrest, the Ringway

“Not wi’ yer glove, use your cloak, ye gobwit!” another of the mercenaries said, at my back. “Ye think we’ve gloves aplenty to just give out?”
“What is this stuff?” I heard Gilliam ask.
“Breathe through yer filter, Uplander. Lest ye wan’it t’take root in yer pipes.”