Posts by Mudbrain

1. Down in the mud.

   Another night staring at the night from inside his stone cage. It had been three months in this prison. That damp and water never dried, the floor a consistent slop of wet dirt and his own feces. Been the nearly complete solitude, and the lack of any fresh blood, Mudbrain's…

2. Mud's Secret

   Mudbrain crept quietly through the gates of desolation hold. Thoughts of the night before played through his head. He could still taste the blood, though it had long been used up. But moreover, the sorrow at how much he'd fallen captive to his peculiar condition. Shadowstrype…