Iridian
Both doors were flung wide open, and I could feel the warm air pouring outside.
I followed the Game Master inside to what looked to be a loft. The room was easily the size of a ballroom, but not a single piece of space had been unused. Large couches, chaise lounges and bars sat within the large area. Everything seemed centered around a roaring fireplace made of obsidian. Jutting out of the mantle were two curved horns, darker than the night sky. This wasn’t the first time I had seen those horns. They were on the doors to Castle Mist, in the estate I had ventured to for my necklace, and now they were in the Game Master’s home. While I wanted to ask what they meant, I wasn’t sure I wanted to k
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