Peanut Butter - Earth
Main entryTimeframe : 1270's
“What do you suppose they’d do with me if they did get their hands on me?” Sham asks out of the blue one day.
Lyssa looks over to find him studying a map. “Who are we talking about now?”
“The wizards, necromancers, whatever they are.” He’s got a few points marked in red. “The ones that took Uncle Kairn.”
“Nothing good. What are you thinking?”
“Nothing,” he says, far too quickly for her liking.
“That’s right, nothing,” she says, whisking the map out from in front of him and folding it up. “Your uncle spent his life protecting yours. I’m not about to let you throw it away.”