Inn of the Welcome Wench: Planting 9, Night
“Huh? Cockatrice? Why do you ask that?” Redithidoor strokes his beard in confusion as he asks that question.
Inn of the Welcome Wench: Planting 9, Night
“Huh? Cockatrice? Why do you ask that?” Redithidoor strokes his beard in confusion as he asks that question.
The Future just ain’t what it used to be.