The boy was right, and there was no use in busting a wall down. He moved to the food table and grabbed some of the things, stuffing alot of it into the bag with the armor. He then took a plate full to eat himself. "I suppose we could either start by hitting the library or asking every fucking npc in town." There were just some things about quest games that did not change. Endless npc chatter was one.


Galla@All: DEAD WE'RE DEAD O GOD
Galla@All: WE'RE DEAD AND STUCK ON A VAGINA FLOWER
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