by Ysidoriusz » Sun Jun 14, 2020 4:06 pm
Patting his cloak the remove some of the dust accumulated on the road, Ysidoriusz calls out in the din:
"A silver-winged basilard. Pristine! Make your offer in either gold crowns, or trinkets!"
Patting his cloak the remove some of the dust accumulated on the road, Ysidoriusz calls out in the din:
"A silver-winged basilard. Pristine! Make your offer in either gold crowns, or trinkets!"