18th of Mirtul, 1492 DR
Faint rays of light are beginning to crest over the purple mountains behind the adventurers as they work to finish the task of sorting through a pile of collected loot. Nimly snorts in disgust at having found Sister Elara’s portrait in the hands of a bandit. There could be a tragic split between the temple priestess and a family m…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to Dungeon Mistress Chronicles to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.