<Stormwind Book Club>

A long time ago, and it shows in age, a group of friends with a hidden story formed a seemingly uninteresting book club.

It began simply as an excuse for old companions to gather, but soon became a cherished tradition. They would meet to share laughter and reminisce about the trials of years gone by, tease newfound friends, and listen to increasingly embellished tales of past adventures.

Of course, every hero remembered events a little differently, and the truth was often lost somewhere between the first tankard of ale and the last.

For once, there were no kingdoms to save, no great evils to vanquish, and no urgent summons to answer.