Dec 24, 2013
Maybe adventuring out of his lair was a bad idea, as The Ghost Writer quickly found himself going through a ghost portal and ending up in a forest of some kind. Well at least there were no people around...except for one person. Ugh. Well, if anything, maybe he could help him get back. "You there, have you seen any green swirling portal things around?" //oh look, two hermits meeting :p
Once stared at the man. "No?" He said squeezing his knitting needles. Why did this man look paler then thing one and thing 2. "Are you alright?" He asked eyeing the man. Was he going to pass out? Once hopped not, that meant having to go into town. That was right out of the question for him.Ā
