Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]

Renzo places his hammer back into his bag because that is obviously where he got it and where he keeps all his other weird art tools why are you questioning this do you not understand art.

He holds his hand out, framing the battlefield, looking for his next subject. "Why, it seems Renzo is feeling inspired today!"

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this is one of those days where I feel we should be more strategic as a party and then I think nah let's keep winging it right