04-25-2016, 10:58 AM
"No, no, I am not ignoring you. Preventing you from being sick- my-- assistant, if he hasn't run out the back door, was placing in the wrongs things to the meal.
Forgive me, men. I am Kafara-- what do you want to drink?"
The dark elf places the pot on the table, before noticing it was being melted by its contents.
Forgive me, men. I am Kafara-- what do you want to drink?"
The dark elf places the pot on the table, before noticing it was being melted by its contents.