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Iswyrg

Hunters became the hunted

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

''An ambush?'' the word escaped Langhund's mouth.

Guests for the Huntsman

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Somewhere up ahead, the cry of an owl pierced the leaden silence and woke the Eorling from his musings. Régnwald turned his head, his eyes gliding over the grey sky and he advanced forth, the hair was long, straw in hue and tangled as the shrugs he often found himself clambering through. Adorning him were a tattered mess of skins patched around his byrnie, stitched together with as much skill as he could manage on his own. The snow drenching everything.

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