I'm sick of the stench of...
I'm sick of the stench of cities. I can't remember the last time I slept under the stars. I've had to be lenient with filthy necromancers, endure the tone-deaf noise of Pelor's faithful...and now there are wraiths. I hate wraiths. Modra will pay!

Begging Melora's pardon. My teachers always did say my name didn't suit me.
Session: On the Trail of Modra - Sunday, Sep 11 2011 from 9:00 PM to 2:00 AM
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