by
Edornas Oakenlock June 11, 2016
Edornas woke to the breathtaking smell of venison stew, his stomach growled hungrily at the smell. Sigrid, Alvor's wife who had clearly heard him, said.
“Good lord, hello sleepy head. Your stomach sounds like it needs food, come on grab a bowl before its all gone.”
He climbed out of the bed and stre...