Orin
The brown haired mage nods, "Indeed... once the barmaid comes over I'm sure we can all arrange to lessen the load of gold in your beltpouch." He chuckles.
Orin
The brown haired mage nods, "Indeed... once the barmaid comes over I'm sure we can all arrange to lessen the load of gold in your beltpouch." He chuckles.
Show me a hero, and I'll write you a tragedy.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald