Mags and Penelo (A battlemaster’s origin)
Mags stood in the middle of the muddy street as sheets of rain poured over, nearly blinding him. The long stick was heavy in his hand; gripped with white knuckles. The three boys chasing him and his sister, Penelo, surrounded them. Penelo crouched behind her brother. “Don’t, Mags. They’ll hurt you.” “If I don’t they’ll […]
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