Winter is upon us. Snow falls in the dead of night, and huddled in your cottage, you're disturbed by a rapping on the door. Plucking up your courage, you answer the door, and are met by a horned and bearded revenant. Reaching into his sack, he brings forth a sheaf of pages, and pushes them into your hands. As he leaves to go back to his sleigh, you look at what he has given you. You're holding Casket... [click here for more]
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