Morrigan - Kim Curran Party Game In the Capitol

In the Capitol

As she watches him create his writing self

But in exchange for inviting her into the darkest chambers of his mind

goofy smile

and they are ruthless

Morrigan - Kim Curran Party Game In the CapitolThey called me The Morrigan. I was magnificent. I was multitudes. They twisted my story, stripped me away. But I will tell it now in my own voice. It begins, as all the best stories do, in darkness. From an ancient, storm tossed sea, a tribe of gods reach the rocky shores of Ireland. Among them, a strange, hungry, red haired girl. A girl who can change shape, from bird to beast to goddess. A girl who dreams of battle, of blood, of death and power. She