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Happy 10th Birthday Julian and Tristian. Though you only walked the mortal realm for a few hours, it was a honor to have gotten to meet you. Until we can be together again, know that your Dad loves you very much. Happy birthday boys.

                The spark of the fireplace snapped Vondul from his state of deep thought, the light bouncing around his small home could be hypnotic at times. Made of strong stone, as most of the homes in Barlik were, his dwelling was well furnished for a dwarf of his age. He was approaching his eighty-first birthday, closing in on what humans would call middle age, and strewn across his home were trinkets and memories of days passed. Tankards from Inniskillin, shells from the various oceanic life near Thalliansport, and even some of find gold trinkets from his cousins in Hammersbend. At one point, Vondul Hornpike was a traveler, spending tim

                It was the sixteenth day of the eight month, warmer than usual but not unkind for the season. The open window brought in the light of the first morn, but more enticing to the senses, the wafting of the grapes just outside nearing their pick day. The sweet smell permeated the fields just outside of Peaceheaven this time of year, especially on Tarransnow Farm. Vinters for nearly two centuries, their name had carried respect amongst the city dwellers, near and far. It was not uncommon that their bottles were the first to disappear whenever the markets were open, or a shoppe was able to display them.  This year had indeed been a g