Blood Binds #9

– Jubal–

“What’s wrong Charls? You look like you ate something that doesn’t agree with you.”

Nearly an hour’s trek from the misty edge of the forest by the sea, Hel and Charls finally arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain where Charls’ contact resided. The reclusive sorcerer, Jubal was an old friend who didn’t mind sharing information from time to time, for a price. If there was any useful news of the blood grudge to be found, he’d likely caught wind of it already.

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