She remembered the crash, she remembered the hit but the one thing she didn't remember was why. She knew who it was, but not why. Bok'theg, that little creep. That damn warlock, she was going to get her hands on him and when she did, she was turning that jerk into a sheep. Then…
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Dust and Disappearance.
Drahna watched carefully as the swamp was being bug bombed by most of the Grin. Stonard, she was home, and the remnants of the nightmare she endured were fading into the muck. She watched Rode struggle with a gas mask and muffled his yelling. Home, she was home. Months had…