Wretched but Divine
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A retelling of my dnd character's adventure from his perspective. Morgan, Feefi and Grum were the party's names and this is the adventure they went on.
This story contains material from the Explorer's Guide to Wildmount book from Critical Role. I do not own in any way the characters or places in that book and all rights go to Critical Role
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