Reading a book, sometimes I would like to see a picture, but it's not there. Here I am for myself and start to fantasize, and sometimes to transfer this fantasy to paper ...
After sitting in the corn for a few minutes. But I was not in a hurry to get out of hiding. Activating the summoning spells, he took a quiet hissing snake from the ground and fired into the sleeve. The "barrier" took its rightful place in the left hand, and the "arrow" on the right. Healing sits in the pockets of his jacket, the health scale was completely filled. Good. Damn ... so who is he in this class of Skwig?
Ushasty appeared in a few minutes, but a little unexpectedly - behind one of the tall wooden fences there was a rustle, one of the free boards went to the side, and the elf made his way through the gap that had formed. He crouched immediately, snorted cautiously...
