06-16-2023, 02:05 PM
"What in the--?" he whirled around, seeing the path he'd taken blocked from his return, and he looked up, spying the wispy flame over his head. "What the blazes is this? Where are the Etrurian criminals?" He turned to face his hostage, a young, pretty woman with red hair. "And who are you? Why are you here?"
Thank you Destin, for the awesome mug of Ambrose.