Post by drevan on Aug 8, 2007 23:09:27 GMT -5
A forest green cloak wandered into the wheat field just outside Arystonia. The cloak was worn by a man. Drevan was his name. He left a trail in the wheat as he walked. The bottom of his cloak was tattered and torn.
His quiver was nearly empty. He'd seen battle. He was on his way to the Ranger Guild House.
His quiver was nearly empty. He'd seen battle. He was on his way to the Ranger Guild House.