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

[ledbythewind]

[Sir do you need a Diarama in your time of need...]

[emptyself]

[ no, he needs to leave this place. ]

[ledbythewind]

[Yeah, he can't help with that part, sorry.]