Of Dwarves and Artifacts: A SagaBorn Short Story
“Out with it,” barked the wizened old dwarf. Erl’s leather face shifted into a smile and he slapped Gartnor on the back with a stinging but friendly force. “The faster you ’splain what you want, the faster we can guzzle that pitcher.” “I…uh…I’m not here to drink. I just…” “Not here to drink, he says,” … Read more