Here I abandon peace and desecrated law, Fortune it is you I follow. Farewell to treaties, from now on, War is our judge.
Hail Caesar. We who are about to die, Salute you.
- Created By Kasbaarg
The Mountains
Laurie allowed me to borrow his camera for a while. One of the slopes to the north of the castle.
[eye twitch]
Why is it that you heathens can't pronounce my nickname correctly? Is it really so difficult? Am I going to have to make a recording saying it over and over just to get it through your apparently thick skulls?
