Day 143. The Zann invasion is in a few days... Bah. Who's counting? No song will be sung in this empty hall and I'm down to the last jug of drinking water. I managed to loot and burn every fief and basically piss off every single faction yet I yearn one thing I could never attain no matter how much I pillage and plunder...
Y u no be mine, Queen Arwen? ; - ;
Ah those were the days.
The ladders are erected. Might as well die defending what's mine.
Y u no be mine, Queen Arwen? ; - ;
Ah those were the days.
The ladders are erected. Might as well die defending what's mine.