Welcome to Legends of Adventress.

I'm Twig, and you're listening to What's the Porter Witchlight?

Here's what happened last time.

We're clearly not in the same place where we went to sleep.

Yeah, I think they were trying to tell us he had enough gold to pay off all our dead.

You know, can't see it's coming, can't hear it's coming.

It's there for the taken, Kremlin.

Inside of this circle is an entire group of Campestries.

You float up above the canopy of trees

and directly into the sky, and you begin to look out.

The entire surface of thither is a clock face.

The elder beast of the Viridian scale.

It comes to me.

I've seen too much.

I don't know how long I'll have.

The lanes is a clock?

Everything's turning?

You hear upon saying the words,

Viridian scales, all of the campestries

let out a collective gasp. One, two, one, two, and through and through the verbal blade when snick or snack he left it dead and with its head he went galumphing back.

As they look around and up into the sky as if they're horrified that something is coming.

The job we walk with eyes aflame came whiffling through the told you would and

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