by Knight Errant » Sat Jul 02, 2011 12:07 am
Dact sighs. "I can break metal bars in half, shoot lighting from my hands, teleport using a substitution sign, and wield pretty much every weapon ever made." He rolls his eyes. "Sound good? Oh and I'm immortal."
O Muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending,
A wanderer, harried for years on end...

Click the eggs... feed the dragons.