Issue #13 of Clan of Conan, the Age of Conan Newsletter, is now available, carrying word from Hyborea of crafting and commerce, the Border Ranges, the recent press event in Oslo, and more.
Cloaked in the rags of Acheron, the Shadows are zealous protectors of the relics of that ancient empire. "It was there, in the corner," muttered the king, tossing his lion-maned head from side to side in his efforts to rise. "A man – at least he looked like a man – wrapped in rags like a mummy's bandages, with a moldering cloak drawn about him, and a hood. All I could see was his eyes, as he crouched there in the shadows. I thought he was a shadow himself, until I saw his eyes. They were like black jewels."
- Robert E Howard, The Hour of the Dragon
Cloaked in the rags of Acheron, the Shadows are zealous protectors of the relics of that ancient empire. Amorphous faces leer from beneath ancient helmets, while skeletal hands wield wicked weapons in the complete evisceration of Acheron's foes.
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