07-06-2019, 02:12 AM
The half-elf tilts her head at the human, momentarily dreaming of throwing a sharp rock at the back of his head. Straightening, she spares a glance at Nightingale, then spins on her heels and heads toward the inn.
The Sunless Citadel - (Chapter One)
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