Resting in The Dusken Draft, Gloamwood Pines, after defending the town from an invasion of Death. The fire is nice!
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Resting in The Dusken Draft, Gloamwood Pines, after defending the town from an invasion of Death. The fire is nice!
Don, Are you sure that's a tavern and not a brothel? Who are those two hussies over in the corner? And is that a giant bong that's over your head? I'm not even gonna ask why you're wearing some robe that Hugh Hefner would wear.
THAT IS SIMPLY AWESOME
