MONTHLY MEETING [ JANUARY 2023 ]

[bai shi]

[align=left]DEFINE YOUR MEANING OF WAR, TO ME IT'S WHAT WE DO WHEN WE'RE BORED -

Low was the irritated sound in the beast's throat, heavy footfalls more than enough to announce the golden dragon's entrance to the gathering of bodies. They could make do, without either of their seeing-eye companions, though perhaps the few tails they stepped on were on purpose. "We will be enough. Why don't we get this meeting started?", the Councilman of Arms would rumble, alabaster teeth run over by a serpentine tongue. They had little patience for the mortals anymore, though one would wonder if they ever had patience. Laying down in the chilly snow, the war god would silently listen and take account of who was present by scent, "Three leaders and three high ranks of The Pitt. I believe we will be sufficient enough.", their words escaped them like a sigh as they relaxed, old scars burning from the cold.

I FEEL THE HEAT COMIN' OFF OF THE BLACKTOP AND IT MAKES ME WANT IT MORE!

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