The City of the Specter, Atem's Palace

[metagame]

The corpse sinks to the floor
Even the brightest gold, even the sharpest blade
Becomes sand, becomes dust

Comments

[finalmix]

That tracks.

[ why are they like this. ]

[townmusician]

[that shithead-brat dynamic, man. can't be beat]

[moodwrecker]

[Hello??????]

[finalmix]

[ she's dealing with two of them now it's fine ]