Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Oh Crapwilikins

Nym hovered toward the back near Beranhond, still feeling particularly weak. She shifted slowly from one foot to the other.. She readied her bow slowly and stared at the door ahead, wondering what exactly the "Queen" was and if she was in over her head.

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