Zhor Thaumatrope
Lord Kenig's retainers rode slowly. Pulling on his reins to hold his horse steady, Xar squinted, his sharp features marred by a sudden scowl. Lord Hedra's war band milled half a league away. The field between them was walled by dense foliage, an ideal place for an ambush. Xar searched for signs of treachery. He saw none but this did not balm his fears. Lord Hedra was a conniving despot, a primitive and barbaric man. Despite this, Lord Kenig wished to make an alliance with Hedra against...