From Waterdeep to Nashkel.
From Neverwinter to Luskan.
From a ship on the high seas to the blistering desert.
From the heart of the Black Network to the doorstep of a Harper hold.
"And the rivers run red!" Montaron cried.
Again, again, agian.
And they always did.
There were stronger warriors than Montaron. There were faster ones, more cunning ones.
But for sheer malicious viciousness, he had it. No Bhaalspawn could match him in that department, as Sarevok found out in the elder city below Baldur's Gate.
Korgan would have liked him.
A shame they never met.
At least not in this world.
"And the rivers run red!" (on, short)
Started by Arcalian, Feb 26 2007 12:45 AM
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