Dragoncrest Cliffs kòlè

loko liked the idea of a witch putting a hex on his fat head — but really, the reason for his eternal lapse in judgment was a mix of poor critical thinking and routine falling off of cliffs.

mireille’s tongue poked out in return, causing a brilliant grin to bloom across loko’s features. may’b. or may’b you can use your big nose to sniff out her fat hex hmmm?? loko stood from the precipice, aware suddenly of the inane urge to jump down into the pool. yet senseless as he was, he knew even from this height he’d likely die. how long you think this cavern has been here?