July 31, 2018, 10:26 PM
He emerges from the underbrush to come face-to-face with the man that is as wrought in as much brimstone as himself. This is the second he has met in this lands that look like they could be his kin; fortunately he recognized most of those, and few of them were still alive as it was.
He rumbles an indistinct greeting, his eyes flit to the crow atop his back.
You are comrades?
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these things that you're after, they can't be controlled - by Krár - July 28, 2018, 09:25 PM
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RE: these things that you're after, they can't be controlled - by Barracuda - July 31, 2018, 10:26 PM
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