02-19-2021, 09:56:34 AM
Death comes for us all. I eagerly await a challenger, so that they may be misdirected and perish. My victory, my escape, is assured, for I am an adventurer, and death overlooks those who could bring it to its knees!
After tempting fate, Kellensea
>Offers up a short prayer to the god of adventurers, hoping that they have some minor influence over this pseudodemiplanar region and can aid one of their former ilk, and awaits the night, a vague sense of happy detachment in her heart.
After tempting fate, Kellensea
>Offers up a short prayer to the god of adventurers, hoping that they have some minor influence over this pseudodemiplanar region and can aid one of their former ilk, and awaits the night, a vague sense of happy detachment in her heart.
I am the They who says it!