A cloaked mage walks into the room dragging a bag and trying to read a map. A large pink dragon follows at his heels.
"Ok. So I turn left at the oak...but there are only maples around here. Sparhawk needs to learn how to make maps. Oh...I'm here."
Happy Birthday Tralla from what is left of Seventh Gate. I hope everything is going good for you. The Gate is kind of dead (Zif has left the game it seems) but most of us are still around in God Mode. DK is the leader; luckly he's less drunk than normal. Drop by if you have the time (http://iddqd.4.forumer.com/index.php) (#godmode).
But for now it's all about you. I've got my trust sack to give you whatever you want and I even brought Tootsie by to say hi and...Tootsie? No! Stay away from the cake!!
*Corp rushes to stop the dragon from licking the icing*
have a great one