by D00T » Sun Feb 11, 2018 3:42 pm
Rylon nods, and heads off to a small tavern near the border of the port, he spots a familiar face and sits next to him
Been a long time since we came here, hasn’t it
The man nods and simply says
Cut that poetic crap, you are trying to attack the fortress again aren’t you?
Rylon nods
Exactly, we need your men in this
The other man laughs
Years has passed since I have sailed, but it does seems like a good way to die, today the Knights Of Winter will ride again!
God is dead. Long live the machine.