07-20-2020, 05:06 AM
Zwiche shoots a smile down at the little man next to him. Even though they've only been traveling together for a few days, it feels like months.
[Imperial] - "This is not our end, Finchroscuma. The prophecies do not have me die in this fetid tomb. We shall struggle valiantly and force our way to victory."
[Imperial] - "This is not our end, Finchroscuma. The prophecies do not have me die in this fetid tomb. We shall struggle valiantly and force our way to victory."