CruxPanacea
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Chapter 12A Chapter by CruxPanaceaThe Face of the Enemy "Nerubian." Mae stated this quite dryly, after taking a minute to carefully inspect the severed head of Dresco's.. |
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Chapter 13A Chapter by CruxPanaceaBleak Portents Stefan's eyes forced themselves open as the scent of freshly brewed coffee invaded one nostril and exited out the other. He lifted h.. |
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Chapter 14A Chapter by CruxPanaceaThe Final Leg As the ship neared the northern tip of Kalimdor, Stefan felt the temperature physically drop several degrees, and the air visibly thi.. |
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Chapter 15A Chapter by CruxPanaceaThrough the Fog The air smelled of wet wood. It hung thick in the air, thicker than the sheets that were protecting him from a chilling cold that h.. |
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Chapter 16A Chapter by CruxPanaceaGhost Stories "How long?" "About five minutes. Just on the edge of our vision." Stefan closed his eyes and frowned. Haydr.. |
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Chapter 17A Chapter by CruxPanaceaTouch Down What a difference it was, Northrend. Its banks were covered in perpetual winter and its winds were forever colder than a witch's bosom; .. |
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Chapter 18A Chapter by CruxPanaceaWarsong Hold Stefan had enjoyed the hospitality of the Orcs on a number of occasions. Still, he could not grow accustomed to their unique lifestyle.. |
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Chapter 19A Chapter by CruxPanaceaColdarra "Roo--GHAK!" Molgoby had been making that terrible sound sporadically for the last hour. It wasn't his fault, there wasn't a .. |
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Chapter 20A Chapter by CruxPanaceaFrom a Demi-God unto a Mortal "No trouble," replied the dragon in a ghastly voice. "Then where are we going?" asked Stefan, .. |
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Chapter 21A Chapter by CruxPanaceaThe Underworld Stefan and the others were escorted by the Blue Dragonflight to the eastern edge of Coldarra. Along the frozen coast line, they foun.. |
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