Mar 10, 2009 19:12
The man that approached me today was like something out of a nightmare. I don't want to believe this is happening. Not now.
Twelve assassins, each with half of a coin...
It must be true. Only he would come up with a sick game like this.
I need to plan my next move. If his messenger found me, then so can the rest.
We can't leave Kropmork soon enough.