As Culloth and Harolas made their way up to the base of the foreboding castle like structure, they were ambushed by some of the lowlife that were set to stand guard.
Making short work of the nuisances the two warriors made their way up the western wall. Over them, from an open window strange sounds could be heard emanating. Something told Harolas and Culloth that that was where they would find what the sought or surely they would find their deaths.
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IN STEEL I TRUST, BY CROM!
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