"But those who take from the goddess of death must be ready for the consequences. The Lady of Graves brought h
"But those who take from the goddess of death must be ready for the consequences. The Lady of Graves brought her wrath upon this creative Eldest. He was stripped of his power and forever doomed to serve in her court. And we gnomes... we were torn from the First World and bound to the River of Souls, like all creatures of the Material Plane. Thereafter we lived like the rest, died like the rest, and learned all the pain of the Bleaching. Our 'game' had become our reality, and no longer could we tire of its fun and return to another one."
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