“Eeek… strangers!”
No one answers our calls.
We always visit the Phexcaer market.
Unless you really want to end up in some orcish stew pot, you either have to stay here or go back the way you came.
“Eeek… strangers!”
No one answers our calls.
We always visit the Phexcaer market.
Unless you really want to end up in some orcish stew pot, you either have to stay here or go back the way you came.
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