by Knight Errant » Tue May 03, 2011 12:39 am
Dact is looking over the credentials, hmming, when he is fired at! He ducks, drawing his sword in the same motion. "Huh... guess I wont donate after all." He swipes the sword towards Raleigh, aiming for the crossbow!
O Muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending,
A wanderer, harried for years on end...
Click the eggs... feed the dragons.