Z
So we got Angels and Demons sitting around singing their bastard kumbyas, fantasy characters wandering out into the public reserve, and me with that 'here there be dragons' pit in me stomach. So much for vacation.
What's Warcraft? Dare I ask?
An' I thought I made it pretty clear, you don't want to get tangled in this, Z. Too much bad energy, still. Don't know where it's gonna go.