Hrimnor Topic /3 ⍟
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|Hrimnor's presence was as cold as ice,
but his heart burned for vengeance.
|"The crack of bone, the spray of blood.
Is there sweeter music?"
- Hrimnor of the Ezomytes.
|The last sweet music to touch Hrimnor's ears
passed right beneath his chin.