Continued from part 2…
Boshak’s thoughts were far away as the clouds of Jalldoon flew by the porthole of Dracktholme’s Sky Yacht. As he absentmindedly clinked the ice in his empty glass the Shocktrooper assigned to the bar cart rushed over and refilled the glass with chilled Glowberry Brandy. Taking a long sip, the Slime winced at the crackle of static coming from the loudspeaker as the captain made his announcement “Prepare for landing at Crown Isle” the static resumed before the channel was closed. Continue reading “Lore: Evil finds a way: Part 3”