Dietaku
Crimson Cool Sage
With no fanfare, a band of tall, lanky humanoids emerge from the trees before you. One, much taller, wears a crown of red metal and a large sword, but all of them possess overly long eyes, twitching snouts with wet, black noses, and large, round, watery eyes.
"So, you return, invaders from the stars. And I see a few new faces among your number. Tell me, how much did you offer these poor fools? Well, it matters not. You all aren't leaving here alive. Not again," the red crowned Lagosian says, drawing a sword.
What will you do now?
"So, you return, invaders from the stars. And I see a few new faces among your number. Tell me, how much did you offer these poor fools? Well, it matters not. You all aren't leaving here alive. Not again," the red crowned Lagosian says, drawing a sword.
What will you do now?