Chapter the Second: In which we learn of the creative endeavors of a Dzur hero.

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[Cold though it may be, those venturing outside in the vicinity of the lake will discover that a certain Dzurlord has set up an easel near the lake. A lackey stands nearby, handing her supplies as she needs them. Indeed, if one investigates closer, one would find that the centuries she has had to refine her technique have paid off in full; the scene she paints is quite idyllic.

...Or it would be, if it weren't for the fact that she is adding an elf with bulging muscles dressed only in a lioncloth, attempting to kill a tentacle monster even larger and more vicious-looking than Marcy with his bare hands.]

Cracks and shards! I should have thought of doing this months ago.