The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The hall is bright with the smell of roasted boar and spiced wine. You are seated at the high table, your armor polished to a mirror sheen that reflects the flickering torchlight, but your hands are trembling. They are not trembling from the cold, though the stone floor is ice. They are trembling because you are holding it. The object is small, a jagged shard of pale quartz, no larger than your...

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