The Golden Downtown

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2026-08-19 10:02:47 -

The iron taste of blood coats your tongue, thick and metallic, as the first arrow strikes the pauldron of your breastplate. You are not a knight, nor a lord, but a scribe from the lower ward of Ashworth, and you did not ask for this war. Yet here you stand in the mud of the Blackfen, the fog so dense it feels less like weather and more like a living thing pressing its cold fingers against your...

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