03-25-2024, 11:05 PM
" He, what did you call him? Oh yeah! Dread, said that he was hired by the Reavers to get rid of me, as apparently my friends and I where too effective at foiling thier plans to resurrect thier mad dead god, on my world, Urathas! So that used nag salesman in redrobes poisoned me and stole me away like a cheap string of pearls. Mark my words I will put an arrow between his eyes to show him the point of my arguments with him!", says Robsen as he stands up and steps foreward, hand outstretched in greeting.
