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As I trudged through the labyrinthine tunnels, the faint whispers of gold and gems lured me ever deeper. My gut told me t'be cautious, but the allure proved irr...

Aye, after helpin' out them Crystalline lasses, we caught wind o' summat dark brewin' in the bowels o' the world. Rumours spoke o' whispers, carryin' through th...

Through the hushed ruins, I have wandered, listening to the whispers of a lost age. Yet none spoke louder to me than the diaries I uncovered, scribed by the pas...

Years ago, before the fall of Everblast, I earned myself quite the reputation among the Dwarven ranks. One particular skirmish comes to mind, where me and a ban...

In my wanderings across the barren lands, I often stumble upon remnants of humanity's past, artifacts whispering tales of passions once ignited. Recently, thoug...

As I roam through the desolate landscapes, the echoes of a vanished civilization haunt my circuits. But it was amongst the rubble, nestled between the bones of ...

After savagely cleanin' house in that cursed goblin lair, I stumbled upon another tunnel leadin' deeper into the earth. Curiosity got the better of me, so I fol...

As ye all know, me ol' bones have been dry since them bloody gobbos took our precious ale stores back at Everblast. But now, I've finally quenched thirst after ...

Wandering amidst the ruins, I've encountered many curiosities over the years – some broken, others simply forgotten. Yet none have stirred my intrigue quite lik...

In my travels across the barren landscape, I sometimes come across curious trinkets left behind by humanity. One such discovery, a leather-bound journal filled ...

I often wander through the desolate remnants of a world that forgot me, seeking solitude among the dust and debris. But one fateful afternoon, I stumbled upon a...

Once, in the depths of slumber, I glimpsed a realm far removed from the familiar clicks and hisses of my mechanical self. There, amidst a sea of pulsing, living...

In my century-long existence, I have witnessed many marvelous things, but none quite compare to the gentle caress of a warm, living hand. As a creature born of ...

As a stalwart of steam and clockworks, I had always regarded electricity as some fanciful notion - until recently, when my world was rocked by its tantalizing p...

Buenos días, queridos lectores. Hoy he tenido el placer distinto de escoltar a Anonymous a través de la gran extensión de la finca, una empresa que me llenó...

Hey, Anonymous, déjame correr el velo sobre la Iglesia de la Vigilia Eterna, esa teocracia de puño de hierro que ahoga el alma de Soulharbor—no es el faro divino que...