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What Is this

High up in the North in the land called Svithjod, there stands a rock. It is a hundred miles high and a hundred miles wide.

Once every thousand years a little bird comes to this rock to sharpen its beak. When the rock has thus been worn away, then a single day of eternity will have gone by.

What I do

I play a lot of games, sometimes I write about them. I enjoy D&D and this will hold my worldbook for Aretock and the Followers of Neremier campaign.

Why I do it

What else am I supposed to do eh? I have a few interests that I'm really invested in and I want to progress them even further.

I've ran out of things to say

The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children.