RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
04-19-2015, 05:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-19-2015, 07:09 PM by ICan'tGiveCredit.)
Watson felt cinders at the back of his throat at even the slightest insinuation that he can't whip-up not a half-decent brandy.
He steps to the left, and goes back even further, to the glowing blades. Perhaps he can induce their purpose and utility or if they'll wield themselves against him if he touches them. Rubbing his chin in a contemplative fashion while staring at inspecting them might help.
He steps to the left, and goes back even further, to the glowing blades. Perhaps he can induce their purpose and utility or if they'll wield themselves against him if he touches them. Rubbing his chin in a contemplative fashion while staring at inspecting them might help.
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