The marble flooring shinned, glimmering promises to unsuspecting women, only to earn the torture and atrocities of a fat fiend, a shut it he said he was, with such an odd house, Stojan felt compelled to investigate further into who and what the man really was, yes a puny human, but to what end did ...

The pudgy man reeked of corruption, Stojan contemplated. A house of riches inside, and of a poverty stricken exterior, including the land, what job could a man be pulling to afford such commodities and keep safe at the same time, he says he is a shut in, obviously prepares is own food, for his apron ...

Blue gray black eye gleamed under burgundy cloth, piercing the distance from sparse wooden area missing the creepy crawlies and wholesome animals of life. The desolate promise of magical intervention and bare substance as a result, the history of a land, it’s people broken down in a single tree ...

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Name: Jerom Stojan Donar

Age: 68

Race: A beautiful peoples with a tall and noble appearance, seeming wise, their physical representation lasts in a youthful state. Often a peaceful peoples; there is an opposite, dark and rather sinister, yet still strikingly attractive way about him. With ...