BH, Asylum | |
brother (second one) | |
A Brother walks purposefully about while mumbling to himself. | |
His simple raiment of a white cotton toga and sandles identify him as a member of Brotherhood of Praxis. He stares at you as though stunned by your presence. He tells you his name is Brother Eric and begins babbling about bees, thread, rancid meat, the fine work he is doing in the asylum, and a hole in the garden he dug of which he is immensely proud. He is clearly and utterly mad. A brother is in an excellent condition. You attempt to peek at the inventory: You can't see anything. | |
by Ferrum , 23.12.2001 13:48 MSK |