The Paladins of Karkos
an illustrated tale
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Garalt found himself locked in chains, in the dark.
The smell of death stinging his senses. Everything around him was
pitch black, just a small haze of light seemed to glow in the distance.
His arms were stretched out above him as he hung from some unknown ceiling.
The air was heavy and moist, sweat on his skin just seemed to stick to him.
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