The wall of the armoury lies shattered,
When the blade's master's fury unearthed.
The blade goes through bones and metal like butter,
The ones it slayed, their souls could only mutter.
The Blade of Darkness: an unbroken heirloom,
Strength and stealth and cunning bestowed upon its master,
Its poisoning words, its master is ever forced to consume,
War and famine eternally follows its stutter.
- Oskcopa, God of Darkness
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Tales of Cobardon
FantasyA spoiled child rules Cobardon under the supervision of his legendary uncle. The rulers have built up enemies. The world of Cobardon is brutal and unforgiving to the unwary. The flame of wreckage conflagarates due to the ruler's latest ruling - a gr...
