Ailemea vs. Jenna: Part Eight The striped Xweetok snapped her mouth shut and glared fiercely at the faerie. Her captor only shrugged. "Very well, be that
way. I will come back later..."
My LAST Game of Round Table Poker "Ready?" asked Nigel of Meridar. The room was
silent. The damp from the stone floor penetrated the very air we were breathing...