JustinCase
the magical equivalent to the number zero
Mister Bubbles disembarks quietly, standing near the boats for a few moments to listen. The eerie silence seems unnatural, but not necessarily unpleasant.
The half-orc turns to his companions and shrugs. He opens his mouth, but then closes it again. It seems wrong to break the silence, somehow.
The half-orc turns to his companions and shrugs. He opens his mouth, but then closes it again. It seems wrong to break the silence, somehow.
|