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Jorn and the Demon

It was high time he decided to face his enemy. Jorn would no longer shame his father's name by drowning in wine and hiding behind the skirts of the tavern wenches. The son of the fabled demon slayer donned his father's golden armor and set out to meet the beast that felled the man who was once the shining hope of this once great kingdom. After a few days of marching he came upon the entrance to the Stone Maw. It was all he could do not to shiver in the bone-chilling winds from the mountain pass. He dare not show fear. He waited.