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Beware the Yule Cat
You all know the cat of Christmas — that cat was huge and fat. No one knew where he came from nor where he was at.
Night is falling across the frozen plains of the Northlands. It's Yule Eve, but you're tired, hungry, and footsore. Ahead lies the village of Köldhorn — Cold Corners in the Common tongue — where you are sure to find warmth,... [click here for more]
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