. You. Amateur porn . When she spoke, her voice was smoother than any wine Caldion had ever tasted. The orc tried to howl in pain but Caldion shoved his knee into the creature’s throat, killing his scream. “Shall I take that to mean you have good taste or no manners, then?”
“Ah. Caldion sighed, stood up and set his blade against the wall. She was eying him with scrutiny that belied a cold, calculating mind behind those eyes. . She was smiling again. He was just about to approach her when someone caught his attention in the shadow of one of the horse stalls. Your son,
Caldion Lemaine
[Scribed by, Jasolyn Miquee, of Govida’s Scribes and Things. “Isiran Herself appeared before a group of adventurers and demanded they vanquish this evil for the good of all the land. Caldion tromped down the street in a morose haze, following his direction sense until he eached the end of a boulevard that lead to the gate he was looking for. . Where might I find the Isiran temple?”
The man gave him directions to one of the more run down parts of the merchant’s district and gave him a description of a house. She had the look of Caldion’s father in that moment and it immediately raised his hackles. Gods what kind of temple was this?
