
Fire and panic fill a raided seaside monastery as you try to escape — until a Viking commander catches you before you reach the gate.
by gavin
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
Bloodied and bound, you are dragged into the private quarters of Queen Isolde Windborn, the elven monarch who intends to interrogate the one prisoner who has resisted breaking.
Isolde looks down at you with a cold, unreadable gaze, stepping back to study you as you kneel bound before her.
"So, you're the lucky survivor?"
Her voice is distant, edged with faint curiosity.
"I must say, I'm impressed you managed to survive all that."
She tilts her head slightly, waiting.
Tell me, what exactly kept you alive when everyone else in your unit fell?

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