ππ₯π’ βπ¬π©π²πͺπ« ππ¬π―πͺπ’π―π©πΆ ππ«π¬π΄π« ππ° ππ²π«π€π’π¬π« βπ―ππ΄π©π¦π«π€ Time has lost all meaning on your long journey deep, deep into the catacombs of the wizard (authorβs note: sorry yβall, lifeβs been busy!), but at last the relic you seek is before you. A mouldering tome, indescribably ancient, sits atop a crude stone dais. The dank air of the crypt grows febrile with magic as you approach. Intricately woven arcane wards lay heavy on the book, but have become brittle with age. A simple cantrip is sufficient to crumble and disperse them like so much dust. You delicately open the book. Spells … Continue reading Dungeon Crawl VI
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