This is a headgum podcast.

Ah, dear traveler, I see you growing restless.

In the mood for something else perhaps? I believe I have, ah yes, just

the thing for you.

An old yarn of something dark, a story, a secret, of subterfuge and shadow, but still as ever was, a rude tale of magic.

All right, shut the fuck up, here we go. The year is no longer.

The year is no longerBA. Nobody knows what the years are counting down to, but they know whatever it is 3BA.

Nobody knows what the years are counting down to, but they know whatever it is, it's three years away.

The Cordelia Empire is going strong, baby.

Love it or leave it.

These colors don't run.

We open on the crown jewel of the Cordelian Empire, Payola, located at the foot of the Urkolano Mountains along the coast of the spitting sea.

Payola is a city just like any other except for one big difference.

It's the capital of the Cordelia Empire.

There are also numerous other differences.

Payola is a big city, so big that the locals call it, the big nasty.

Tourists call it that too, yeah you heard me, tourists.

Folks come from miles and miles to see the sights.

You got the Tower of Pity, the financial sector, home to the

world's most stressed out goblin. The underground wizard reserve where wizards are grown

from weird seeds.

The incredible growing statue of Hans Abraham Brahe Hill,

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