I am dying. I am surrounded by my children and grandchildren. Clutching my daughter's hand, I sigh, and the sun crosses my face for the last time. My body explodes into twelve gold pieces, one leather gambeson, one dagger
Deftly jumps onto the wall on all fours & lands in front of you, kneeling: Names Lycan, welcome to the community college rec hall. Lets just say games of smash here can get (chuckles lightly, clicking tongue) pretty competitive.
Shrouded figure in the corner: Leave him be, Lycan
[Defending US military’s history like they’re an SEC team] listen I don’t care what the records say. Vietnam on the road is always tough. That’s a tough place to play