(003) At the Ruins
Harry wrote:
"Come on then lass, times a wasting" a note a seriousness washes over Taines's face "I'd rather meet what ever lurks down there now, than in the wee small hours of the morn"
Taines, adjusting his lit sappers helmet, descends cautiously, shield and axe in hand.
"Come on then lass, times a wasting" a note a seriousness washes over Taines's face "I'd rather meet what ever lurks down there now, than in the wee small hours of the morn"
Taines, adjusting his lit sappers helmet, descends cautiously, shield and axe in hand.