Thread:Travian Sackett/@comment-26295802-20160617232430/@comment-26295802-20160617233711

Travian Sackett wrote: He follows confused. Imrahil closes the door behind them and pulls up a chair behind his worn wooden desk.

"You might want to sit down, Trav..."

He runs his fingers through his shaggy brown hair

"Trav, I won't mince words. We've been called up to the front."