Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140803232256/@comment-24736819-20140804035016

"Oh, neither do I.", Dracius said to his little brother.

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Pan was approaching Cheydinhal, by far he could sense the poison and webs pestering the city. A tear of joy crossed his cheek.

Upon seeing the city he let out to himself: "It is beautiful.", he coughed.