Echo of the Dragons
Crumen tells of the “Great Ice Ogre Gothmoria and his Army the Fangs of Gothmoria who are rampaging into Saramov with the ice wind at their back. You’d hate to be in that god forsaken end of the earth” Haldane pondered this ill omens with a strange feeling of detached foreboding.
Somewhere in the North Denasdra looked down at the twitching and dying Gnoll and pondered why it was this far from the Southing, unless it was totally over run down there? The thought gave him a shiver.