A chilling gust whipped through the valley, carrying with it the echoes of a enraged storm. Underneath the swirling storm clouds above, Stiklar's wrath unleashed with a ferocity that matched any seen before. Fields lay in ruin, annihilated by the sheer force of his fury. The cause of this inferno of destruction was a mystery. Some spoke of an anci
River of Heady Ruin
A whisper travels on the breeze, a tale spun from caramel lies and bitter truths. It speaks of a current, its waters glinting with the promise of intoxication. But within its depths lurks a darkness, a deceptive lure that promises glory at the cost of innocence. They say those who fall in its current are forever consumed by the river's hold, their