Is It Possible to Save Millicent?
I remember the first time I stumbled upon Millicent, a forlorn figure slumped against a dilapidated shack in the swampy expanse of Caelid. Her skin was marred by the festering,…
I remember the first time I stumbled upon Millicent, a forlorn figure slumped against a dilapidated shack in the swampy expanse of Caelid. Her skin was marred by the festering,…
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