Guildmaster’s Guidance (Part 6)
Lannon and Landed Lannon was in the workyard when Aer met him. His feathers, a smattering of dyed reds golds and greens, puffed up at the sight of the guildmaster, a guilty look flickering across the toothed maw. Akri, were, perhaps, his favorite mortal race, barring the Grey elves. As someone else who had managed … Read moreGuildmaster’s Guidance (Part 6)