Enter your email address:

Delivered by FeedBurner

feedburner count

Enjoying the fruits of one's labor

Labels: , , ,

The spoils from the caravan wasn't all about the cash. The Trolless found hidden in one of the satchels found a wooden case. Hota popped the small thing open to see a near untouched set of macanudo cigars.

Cigars were a human thing; the Trolless was used to sharing a pipe with the Tauren or if out in the fields simply rolling a bunch of herbs and a thin piece of paper for a smoke. But she wasn't going to turn down a good smoke. Hota just wondering if the human smokes gave off a pleasing buzz like the Horde ones did?


Post a Comment

Post a Comment