There Can be Only One
Connor MacLeod
Imagine my surprise when my caretaker broke into my crypt and disturbed my slumbers…
“Sir! A raven has arrived!!”
Truth be told, my slumbers had become increasingly restless…like sensing a disturbance in the force.
“It’s Rylde…he’s calling in his chit.”
I trudged upstairs and threw open a window. The musty smell of eons passing wafted out of the room and was replaced by the cool, crisp air of….
Edmonton? Czec Republic????
God damned game hasn’t even bothered to rename them Czechia.
It’s time to ride. Where’s Rylde….
Comments
Good to have you back. We need every man we can get to put an end to the CPF playhouse.
~hyuu~
Welcome back Connor