GrunlandThe gentle hills of Grunland house many a gentle soul, from the blossoming barmaid and her understanding father to the trusting mayor and his matronly wife. Not a one of them suspect that, at any moment, Skar will descend upon them, in desperate need of chocolate, antacid, or just a good talk and cry. Or emergency appendectomy. It should be noted that all of inhabitants are not human, but Dewlons. |
