Tag: astral travel x 1

The calm evening shifted and the wind picked up, frigidly buffeting the stalwart stone structure. Fortunately, dwarven craftsmen know their trade well and thus the inside was cozy and warm.

Elaeryn reclined in deep thought, sipping at a glass of whisky as he enjoyed the warmth and glow of a crackling fire. The drink was watered down these days; the Ranger-Lord found that, ensconced in the wilderness, he had less need of substance to induce relaxation. Around him were scattered a few cherished gifts: the results of he and Neri’s little Winter Veil exchange. A new blank journal for her to record her naturalist information; the beveled highball glass from which he currently drank; a pie with two slices missing; fresh salted...