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A Gift and a Curse The bell jingled as the door was pushed open. Vineus Bobblegrind rose his gray-haired head, peering through a pair of thick-lens..

Dangerous Knowledge Stefan felt rich juices flow into his mouth as he sunk his teeth into the bear flank. Swallowing it with gusto, he cut away ano..

Written in Blood In its haste, the creature had lost its robes. In the glow of the Felwood moon, long, spindly legs whipped to and fro. A long body..

Too Many Questions Stefan turned the Nerubian artifact around in his hands, running his fingertips along the intricate glyphs and runes that litter..

Returning to the Bay Booty Bay. Two words that entailed so much history. The centre of a kind of illegality that could put a man's life at risk. Fo..

Forty Ounces and a Foot of Space "Are you still sore about it?" "Shut up!" Stefan was infuriated and frightened at the sa..

Old Friends He had been so close. After his prey had turned the corner, he shadowed the man's steps, ghosting along just behind him. He had seen th..

A Few Good Men The next morning, Stefan and Iyana met up with Haydric on the docks. As the afternoon sun shined overhead, the three of them exchang..

The First Leg The next week would see Stefan and the others traveling up the Western coast of the Eastern Kingdoms. Their first stop would be Menet..

A Meeting at Menethil A bell's clamor rattled Stefan's skull. His head jumped off the pillow, subsequently causing a relaxed muscle to strain, and ..