Escapadia 051108
“Bury him! Drown him in the eternal Slumberings! Lock him in infernal nocturnes!” Cried the Chieftain as his dozen finest bombed rock after rock down the shaft. Entombing Schmorgan for good. I looked at the Chieftain: “When will you stop?” “Once the shaft is full.” “And then what?” “We must move... Sign in to see full entry.