Half salad, half meat, I dont know what to make of these things, but without them our expedition would not have made it past the first oasis
Anjet of Cenn Caerwaith
Slain by thirst and heat, these sad souls seek moisture - any moisture - to quench their eternal, burning thirst.
Golden coins that turn to lead within a few hours of being taken from their place of origin, causing a lot of trouble for whoever spends them.
Ideas ( Items ) | November 14, 2004 |