Thread:Kat2wind2archer/@comment-31191359-20171007011410/@comment-27070860-20171017190416

I keep playing as a clothes hanger-

I suddenly fall over, my leg slipping.

Oh Zios, I'm going to die I'm going to die this is to much for me I'm going to-

Kerińe Lieśćen, Keińe Lieśćen, Lesce.

I quickly grab the lasser, shining it into the creature's eyes. I quickly take off one of the sharp earings hanging around my horn, and throw it at the ceature, hoping I manage to cut it somehow.