Chapter 20: Sister
Renn Town, tavern. “Whew—another year of fruitless labor.” A woman clad in light chainmail, draped in a woolen cloak, with a beret atop her head, sighed like this. She took…
Renn Town, tavern. “Whew—another year of fruitless labor.” A woman clad in light chainmail, draped in a woolen cloak, with a beret atop her head, sighed like this. She took…