Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Brewfest

The fellow some knew as Jon Chess stood in the line at the food merchant at Brewfest in Ironforge.  The sign indicated that today they had roasted chicken or a traditional Ironforgre sausage.  He hoped for the breast but was resigned for the wurst.

A Delivery of Gilnean White

The man that most people knew at Jonathan Chess crouched in the shadows inside the deserted Pyrewood Chapel. He had stepped into the Shadows...