Nightmare of the Lost: Part 10
It took a moment for their eyes to adjust to the slashing wind that whipped at the frostbitten peaks they were on. When the wind died down a bit they saw their final opponents lined up on either side of them along the walls of the highest battlements in the spire. At the end of their undead procession was Vestra Loveless sitting astride a massive undead white dragon. Flesh hung off of it in chunks and they could see inside to the fleshy bits inside the body. Vestra smiled at them from atop the dragon and exclaimed into the air, … More Nightmare of the Lost: Part 10








