Tales from the Forge
Oh, what dreaded mountains. Dreaded cold, dreaded monsters... why does this job have to pay so well? Not all is lost, though - hope lingers on the horizon. The warm light of a cabin just up the next hill can seemingly be felt from leagues away. Unfortunately, light means life, and whoever's there must be absolutely mad to live in the middle of nowhere... right?
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