Bronsk
Bronsk spreads his hands, helplessly.
"I have no idea. I'm not a powerful mage or a historian; I can ask the spirits, but even if they knew, they might not say."
Bronsk
Bronsk spreads his hands, helplessly.
"I have no idea. I'm not a powerful mage or a historian; I can ask the spirits, but even if they knew, they might not say."
If there's nothing out there, then what was that noise?