Thread:Unrealname123/@comment-29378625-20170304074802/@comment-29378625-20170326114949

What the, that fast?

Oh well, pour the oils downs and camouflouge it with leaves. However, I scaterred the leaves in a larger area so Lydia won't suspect.

Say: Okay... I guess we now could sit tights. Telepaths Evan and Samatha, Ann, tell them to come here. She won't dare attacking a group.