Reign of Winter

A passing in the beyond.

A fancy of the imagination.

As Nobel passes from this existence to the next, somewhere in the swirling chaotic beyond he feels a huge meaty hand come down roughly on his shoulder. He turns to find himself looking in to the eyes of a monstrous half-orc smiling a big toothy grin. The half orc says to him “You no kill Nesteruk, Nesteruk not pay attention, Nesteruk kill Nesteruk.” Then he hands Nobel a sandwich and walks away chuckling to himself as everything swirls away.

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