Reply To: Circle of Eights, Stories
They were having some rest after a few days walking toward South.
Zhana was sitted on a big grey rock, and she was looking at a big toadie.
That’s for sure the King of the Frogs. She thought.
— I’ll call you Gamabunta. Are you pleased with your Name, Majesty?
To her surprise, the big Toady croaked and looked at her… or was it just her impression.
— Sanso, can we go now, this big frog makes me feel uncomfortable…
Oh crap, she thought, where did he go again…