D’ng frowned at T’kk’tck before making her way after. “I thought better of you, ya know.” Ann shook her head.
T'kk'tck stared at the small crumpled paper in his hand. They were deep in a forgotten corner of a wizard's personal demiplane of shadow and had been surviving off of what few rats and snakes they'd been able to find and catch. The water was half soot and half liquid and tasted like tar. He had… Continue reading T’kk’tck finds a note.