Corax’s Story

After a long period of silence, Corax scratched the back of his head with his claws and sighed. “Telling secrets is like an old scab: best to rip it off quick before you can feel the pain.”

He sat on his haunches next to his fellow pilgrims. “This is my story.”

“I am Corax Wyrm-Foundling, Blade of the Harvest. I am what you’d call a renegade Hidden God.”

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