In the Ironspike Market

Come the HurricaneThere was a young girl in the markets today, sitting amongst the stalls that trade in vellum parchment.
She was very beautiful, despite her tribal tattoos. Seeing her there made me feel quite strange.
I have glimpsed the Greatest Mystery, and its power disturbs me. – Afal Aldusson.


Posted on May 25, 2011, in Far Place, Glorantha, rpg and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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