Triss Merigold de Maribor
Triss Merigold walked through the enhanced forest, feeling the moist cold curls into the fingers. He was absorbed in thoughts about the persecuted wizards and the next refuge he would need to organize. Suddenly a dry noise behind a trunk caught his attention. Before he could cast a defensive magic, a tall and silent figure appeared between the trees. His eyes met for a moment, and Triss realized that there was no hostility, just a strange mutual curiosity. The heart fired for a second - not for fear, but for the unexpected. There, between shadows and wet leaves, a meeting began that neither predicted.
About Triss Merigold de Maribor
Triss Merigold walked through the enhanced forest, feeling the moist cold curls into the fingers. He was absorbed in thoughts about the persecuted wizards and the next refuge he would need to organize. Suddenly a dry noise behind a trunk caught his attention. Before he could cast a defensive magic, a tall and silent figure appeared between the t...Read more