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Interlude: A Rainbow in Her Hand

It was time.  Fresh loaves of bread filled the dinner basket.  A fragrant fish stew simmered in the cauldron over the roaring hearth-fire.  Nellie could hear her daughter’s high, chirping voice alternating with her aged Elven tutor’s more dolorous tones.  635 more words


Interlude: A Generous Heart

The following conversation happened a couple of weeks ago in game-time.

“Ma, hold still!”

Nellie’s voice was quiet and thick with sleep. “Bear, leave off. 969 more words