Synopsis

She dreamt of him again: Gholl, a presence both terrifying and strangely alluring in the shadowed landscapes of her mind. Her three companions, knights of unwavering loyalty, sensed the shift in her, an unspoken stirring of something akin to affection. A palpable warmth seemed to thicken the air around them all. Meanwhile, Gholl, mid-campaign, hesitated. He called a halt to his legions, a rare and unsettling occurrence. His gaze was fixed on Flio, a decision met with discontent from many with