11-04-2018, 08:41 AM
Their little vacation in Sunhaven was nice, but the week has gone by, and now it was time for labour. Following weeks of constructing feats of architecture throughout the swamp, a bunch of hostile ghost fucks haul themselves into Tanglewood and cause chaos. Now, everything they worked for had to be repaired in some way or another. "Sign me in," he’d mumble, inserting himself into the forming group surrounding Morgan.