Umber

“Prepare another guest room,” Klavicus called to Desverendi. “The Avangion is sending a gift your way.” The druid paused his claw cactus trimming and in the fire Klavicus had kindled some time ago saw the wings of the Avangion enfolding the ancient kobold beggar of the Seven Pillared Halls.

Desverendi studied the prone form. “It does not appear that he’ll require much sustenance. Why is he – ”

Before he could finish his sentence the Dragonborn temple guardian burst into the room where the adventurers stood. “Murderers! Treachery from the overworlders!” Read the rest of this entry »