Time's a wastin
Time's a wastin
After Pial patiently waited thirty-three minutes for an envoy that was supposed to meet at an appointed hour with a group he wasn't even sure existed he decided that maybe the Winged Guard had gotten lost or confused since he had no way of knowing due to no word being sent or contact being made with him or his squire, or if they had been caught in a freak snow storm in the Mountains of Mist or lost south of Taren Ferry due to the confusing road construction, he decided to retire to his chambers for the evening.