363 – one of us

These grillz were forged deep in the heart of Mount Doomspire, from the cursed blade of Lord Lightbane himself. They’re pretty neat!

That was too close; I almost turned into a nerd!

Now to enjoy a refreshing stein of mead, over a game of Woodlands and Wyverns.

Why yes, this IS a new cape.

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