Plan [ 43] : [All that I have been] [voice]
[Have some grumbling, most of it too low to make out, though ... some bits. Well.]
And what the hell is this supposed to be? I need to get to Caleria, not some paltry backwater replica of Alma Kinan. Not that Alma Kinan isn't backwater enough.
I swear, I'm going to send Edge to have a discussion with that brainless blinking mage. With his sword.
Did that idiot send Hugo somewhere else?
I hope someone knows the way to the closest real town.
[ooc: Wai hallo thar; meet Caesar, the mouthy fifteen-year old head strategist of the Allied Grassland/Zexen Forces. Yeah, this is game-version. He's not ... quite what you've come to know and love. In fact, he's kind of an utter douchebag prick, when it suits him]
And what the hell is this supposed to be? I need to get to Caleria, not some paltry backwater replica of Alma Kinan. Not that Alma Kinan isn't backwater enough.
I swear, I'm going to send Edge to have a discussion with that brainless blinking mage. With his sword.
Did that idiot send Hugo somewhere else?
I hope someone knows the way to the closest real town.
[ooc: Wai hallo thar; meet Caesar, the mouthy fifteen-year old head strategist of the Allied Grassland/Zexen Forces. Yeah, this is game-version. He's not ... quite what you've come to know and love. In fact, he's kind of an utter douchebag prick, when it suits him]