"Whatever you do, do not touch anything!" Calisto warned.
"That's lame then," Jethro pouted.
"The art is incredibly fragile that's why," Zaxl chimed in.
"Precisely," Murloc chimed in with him.
"Our first work is by a man named Festus Xael and is a painting of Yuna, a representation of her anyway.
"I approve Yuna said out loud. The statue had a full bosom and olive skin. She had a heartwarming smile that said come to me, my child.
"It's so beautiful!" I exclaimed.
Xael would have been proud to see his work be recognized. Alas, he grew old and died," Calisto spoke gently.
"How old are you Calisto?" Jethro asked.
587 currently so I'm going to die soon too."
"Don't say that!" I yelled.
"Everyone dies eventually, the important thing is to not waste our time on this earth," Calisto explained.
"That was profound, Jethro nearly whispered.
"Thank you, Jethro," Calisto bowed.
The next piece was that of a goblin sculpt. Apparently, he was named Ugg according to Murloc.
"He was very tall for a goblin, an entire four feet!" Murloc explained.
"We ran into some goblins once," I shuddered.
"They tried to cook and eat us. We ran like hell away from them and jumped off a waterfall, nearly drowning in the process," Jethro added additional details.
"Jeez!" they all yelled.
"Their leader was called Baktar and he wanted shiny objects. I stabbed him in the throat instead.
"Never piss off a goblin, you will regret it every time.
"Learned that the hard way," Jethro said, sighing heavily.
All of a sudden, a Draulter ran in with an arrow in his back.
"Orc attack," he choked out before collapsing dead.
"Damn, our adventures just don't seem to end," Jethro muttered.
"Nope," I answered.
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The Amethyst Flame
FantasyThe village of Colmer is devastated by a plague. Its only hope is two brothers divided by their beliefs in magic. When Jethro ventures into the depths of the forest to find a wizard who can heal the village, Arthur is forced to find his brother befo...
