Things from the Flood Diceborn Games Part prison

Part prison

Not everyone’s content with a simple life on the shore

who have long sought the legendary golden city in the heart of the forest

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Things from the Flood Diceborn Games Part prisonSomewhere out there beyond the cordons, beyond the fields and marshes, abandoned machines roamed like stray dogs. They wandered about impatiently, restless in the new wind sweeping through the country. They smelled something in the air, something unfamiliar. Perhaps, if we had listened closely, we would also have heard it. We may have heard the sound rising from the forgotten and sealed caverns in the depths: the muffled pounding from something trying