This is an original work of Flash Fiction by Patrick Hester
© 2009 All Rights Reserved
Dungeon Master
“Um… Okay. You're standing at a crossroads. You see before you a mist rising from the marsh.”
Duncan stared out above his screen, only his eyes visible to the players crowded around the too small table. To his left was Mark; a Half-Elf Thief
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I love it.
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~P
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