The most common fire-arm in the Locastrian armed forces.
The ornate flintlock pistol of a highwaymen, consecrated to Nahrem, God of the Crossroads
And so Blinkly opened his newly crisped mouth and replied.
“I think toast would be an appropriate description.”
An ancient, psuedo-immortal race has been manipulating something important (politics, religion, economics, etc.) for centuries. Hardly anyone is aware of them, let alone their goals.
Ideas ( Lifeforms ) | October 14, 2002 |