Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-30014014-20181213025813

"A farmer...so quaint"

The man in the wall's drifters, they whisper the desires conveyed by the man of metal, fed back with a strange respect for the wishes, however small they appear "He who once held a fragment of a deity, now seeking a humble's life. A soft spot far from the reaches of war, far from the tales. Some may questiont his decision, but you know betterm don't you?"