01-20-2024, 06:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-20-2024, 07:29 PM by Harley the Barbarian.)
Wrapping up all the wolf parts, Harley stashed the large bundle near the door to the tower and fell in behind her gnomish friend, Don't be afraid to squeak and dart behind me if something jumps out at you Two Shits, I'm still itching the smash the holy hells out of something. The fire that appeared in her eyes when she'd pulled herself out from beneath the dead wolf early brimming to the surface once again.