jamaicanviking
One Thousand Club
Warren patted Tine on the back, happy that Tine was willing to cooperate once again. "Listen, man," he started, "I wasn't kidding when I said we were going to need other people's help. Even if my uncle decides to do things 'nicely', we're going to be traveling through the Astral Plane." Warren looked Tine dead in the eyes, a dark concern in his voice. "That place is quite literally No Man's Land, and non-reapers aren't going to be taken kindly to there. Especially since you're essentially an enemy of the state."