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Ruin has come to our family…
You remember our venerable house, opulent and imperial, gazing proudly from its stoic perch above the moor. I lived all my years in that ancient, rumor-shadowed manor fattened by decadence and luxury, and yet, I began to tire of conventional extravagance.
Singular unsettling tales suggested the mansion itself was a gateway to some fabulous and unnameable power. With relic and ritual, I bent every effort towards the excavation and recove
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Week Sixty -- The Road to the Viscount (Part Two)
This is the first time I’ve been actually salty at this game. On previous catastrophes, there were ways I could rationalize it away. “Oh, there was no way we were beating that Collector, but we’ve got time to get our revenge later.” “That’s just what the Hag does. It sucks, but it happens.” “I really got too greedy there, huh?” This one barely even gave me the time to see it coming. I only just managed to g