The paladin's pale face glistens with sweat. His fingers tremble, but with what's left of his strength he clen
The paladin's pale face glistens with sweat. His fingers tremble, but with what's left of his strength he clenches the steel scepter, and Torag's symbol with its shimmering jewel. "Quick... Harrim... Unmake... The throne..."
SpeakerJarmuld Skjegge
