The swirling snow fell on the soldier's shield,
covering the symbol of Hrothen's Hope.
The swirling snow fell on the dwarf's black beard,
and melted into the darkness.
-opening poem of Hrothen's Curse, a dwarven tale
If you possess someone, you have an hour to get back to your own body or your thoughts will be overwritten by that of the orginal person
Ideas ( System ) | January 10, 2012 |