My thoughts turn back to Argentia always. Being just 6 years old when my parents were recruited to help build Cottis, Lord Urdurel's vanity city. I will never forget Lamenta - we were unlikely childhood friends. Lord Urdurel and Dulcetta were doting parents and that time was full of fun. It is terrible to think what happened to them.
Now, so many years later the great Lord is building an army to stand against his son, corrupted by his witch mother. I must understand who these people are and if they know more about Briafadel and his plans. Maybe it might even help to persuade the Dwarves to join the cause?
Friday, 31 October 2025
Banaal's Diary : Entry #431
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Banaal’s got more of a grip of what’s happening than I do! 😂
ReplyDeleteStrange coincidence that the number you choose for your diary entry is the same number of actual posts on Orange inn! 😂
ReplyDeleteThat is an incredible coincidence. The universe is utterly mystifying.
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