Dec 28, 2015 4:30 pm
Weylan staggers up to Seneia and the elf, wheezing from the heavy exertion of running this whole distance. After catching his breath: "Where is our friend Milly?" Weylan snarls to the elf, his voice cracking in the middle.
(edited to correct color for speech)
(edited to correct color for speech)
Last edited Jan 21, 2016 3:53 pm