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Running from the Fire

Nathaniel waited until the spark of life had left Limpy’s eyes, and then he hurried back down the stairs. Reaching into his jacket, he pulled out three wraps of leather. A strong smell of oil came from the soaked rags inside. He set about placing them around the huge piles of grain, ensuring that they were next to something that would catch easily, and lit each one.  —From Subterfuge, an entry in the Tome of CHAOS

Collection: Chaos Legion

Creator: @splinterlands

Edition(s): 50