Shivam Bhatt

Lost Leaves from the Inn of the Last Home

Lost Leaves from the Inn of the Last Home

Bill of Fare. Hail, Traveler! Welcome to the Inn of the Last Home. You visit us during the Fourth Age, a time of war, when the Gods of Light and Darkness battle for the lands of Ansalon. But, for now, forget the dangers of the road. Wash away the dust with our finest ale, as you eat your fill of…

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    ‘There is no hope. You have no gods. What have you left?’

    Steel drew his sword and raised it in the air. The metal did not reflect the fire, but shone white, argent, like the moonlight on ice.

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    — Chaos and Steel Brightblade, Dragons of Summer Flame