Siege of Exterrea

Aodris: This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood

This land seems to believe that two of our number are murderers. A shame indeed. If only Perfidious were given access to the dead; she might have a word with him and thus remove all stain of doubt.

We have discovered a most interesting construct; alas, it hurt us most grievously and was not at all amenable to discussion with the monkeys. It smelled of copper and butterfly wings.

We are certain we were attempting to accomplish something…



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