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They're Gone The woodworks that Lyra had found was actually the remnants of a large stash of lumber from the surface. It would make sense that so m..

Forest of Eyes One of the hideous creatures leapt out from the circle of glowing eyes, legs outstretched and maw gaping like a giant, fanged wound...

Crossing Over "--Wow--" "How--happened--" "Everyone--wait--" "--Alright?" "Stefan? Can you..

Jungle Fever, Part II When Stefan had emerged from the darkness of the cave to be greeted by the bright sun and startlingly green jungle of the Sho..

Catching Up Stefan introduced Guro'jintal to everyone. The Darkspear Troll was met with warmth and welcome, save for Geraldros, perhaps. He politel..

Back into the Gloom They had grown used to the smells of the jungle by the time they could pick out the more alien features that didn't resemble St..

Azjol-Nerub They must have been travelling in awkward silence for nearly an hour. All the while, Stefan kept his eyes to the nape of the Nerubian's..

What Awaits? "If these tunnels are controlled by the Scourge, how do we get to the tomb?" "We don't." "What?" ..

Darkness Beneath! The tomb smelled of death and rotting parchment. Stefan and Haydric had enjoyed their fair share of tomb raiding, but they both a..

Living Dead Stefan woke up with his head resting on someone's leg and a throbbing headache. Around him was total darkness. Thankfully, the smell ha..