Depths of Peril Site Update

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Written by BuckGB on July 12th, 2007

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Desert sand danced, swirling in a light breeze. It crept into every bedroll, article of clothing, and pouch as they traveled. The sand rubbing together as the wind picked up, sounded like short bursts of rain on bricks.

Tover shook sand off his boots. Unperplexed at the reply, he knew styrac herds didn't concern humans during an epic war, and certainly not a mage. He took no offence to the lie, though he offered truth. Some business was secret.

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