SS, Grymlyns | |
grymlyn servant | |
A grymlyn servant is here, trying to make the place presentable. | |
The middle aged grimlyn is busy scrubbing the iron walls of the tower, in an effort to please his queen. Every now and then he takes out a wire bru sh to chip away at the thick oxidation. He wears an old shirt that is staine d permanently with a dull reddish tint. His long pointed ears are laid back against his skull, and every now and then he mutters something under his breath. A grymlyn servant is in an excellent condition. You attempt to peek at the inventory: You can't see anything. | |
by Ferrum , 08.12.2001 13:41 MSK |